She smiled as he showed the signs that the herbs were working. He looked ready to pass out. If she was going to finish stitching that wound, it should be soon, she knew, or he'd be out cold and she would have to deal with holding his head up. With a chuckle, she picked up the medical supplies still laid out and waiting for her and gestured to him.<br/><br/>"Come on over here. Looks like you are ready for those stitches."<br/><br/>She set the supplies aside so he would have room in the back of the cart with all of the crates, bags and bundles. The result was a fairly decent area across the end of the cart. He would likely even be able to stretch his legs out and lean back against the large sack of grain. There was a blanket tucked between two boxes which she used for her own bed while traveling, much in the same arrangement she's just prepared for him. When she finished this, she turned and glanced back over her shoulder to see if he'd come or not.