Demetre Took her hand and clambered unto the horse, "Thank you very much, I hope I did not give you too much trouble" Demetre looked over Morrighans shoulder and murmured, "I hate being trouble, I think, at least to my friends anyhow" he said confused and disorientated. "Did I mention you were the closest thing to a friend I ever had." He touched her shoulder "I just wanted to say that" he finished with an uncomfortable smile, catching her charming smile Demetre just laughed good heartily "what a nice smile you have, you should do it more often!" he said in a happy tone. "Morgan, thanks for cheering me up, whether it was accidental or not" holding his tore up arm wound he murmured, "don't worry I will try not to get blood on you" he put his head over the horse and spat out a small bit of blood that had circulated into his mouth, "nasty business" Demetre said "Blood and all, you know, also the whole killing thing." Demetre did not know if they were moving but while he held his wound he sub-consciously took out his notched sword and put one more beside the others, when he realized what he did he stopped "so that's what your for..." he half laughed half whispered, relieving the stress on himself.