Warren studied her as she came in. He smelled the food but he also smelled a hint of blood in the air. He watched as she sat the food down. Then he was surprised as she ranted at him. He wanted to smile, but he frowned instead. He mumbled a spell and sagged as his power worked. The wounds she had taken returned to him leaving her healed.<br/><br/>"My wounds are mine to bear..... And I would have killed them all without help. It is harder to kill me than it might appear. I do thank you for moving me away from the area..... I'm sure their pack mates have found the bodies. I think it is time I left though.... They will come for me.... Best not to be near humans when they do." He took off the shirt and tore it into a long continuous strip. He examined his scarred chest and didnt notice any new scars. Then he wrapped it around his chest and tied it before putting on his old shirt.<br/><br/>His stomach growled at him as he checked his bag. But he ignored it and pulled out his pistol and holster. He put it on and then took out a few spare magazines before closing the bag and sending it away. He added the magazines to the holster in the empty pouches the went in. Then turned to face her as he put his knife on his other hip.