Mesaraih shook the Qunari's hand, feeling good about his chances to win, before beginning to prepare his food.<br/><br/>He watched as Ester took off her cloak, staring at her now more exposed frame for the first time. Even when the fire flickered, he was looking at her. He didn't particularly cared if she noticed or not. He finally turned his eyes to her hand when she asked for another bandage.<br/><br/>"Yeah," Mesaraih said, taking his other dagger out and cutting off another piece from the bottom of his shirt. It was thick and made of cotton, which made it the perfect substitute for a bandage. He washed it off with some water from his flask again and wrung it out, then dried it a bit more in the fire so that it wasn't too moist when Ester applied it.<br/><br/>"Oh, wait," he said, remembering the healing poultices he had found in the chest. He took one from one of the now many sacks he carried on his belt, retrieved the poultice, and applied it to the bandage. "Here, that should help," he said. He looked up at her. "I can help you put it on, if you'd like. You don't exactly have the best use of both hands right now."<br/><br/>Valehna watched as Mesaraih prepared a bandage for Ester out of the corner of her eyes as she rummaged through the sack of food for something to eat. She grabbed a couple of the vegetables and ate them raw, as they were, not staying too close to the fire. She looked with slightly absent eyes at the glow of it, slowly munching on a carrot.