The last time the elf had looked over to Kagan he was sleeping, but suddenly she heard a noise and there he was, sitting on the bed against the wall. The shadows from the flickering firelight painted darkness over him, so that only the shine of his eyes was visible in the blackness.<br/><br/>"You're not Setrina right now, are you?" His voice, already generally low and rough, was somehow now more intimidating. "You're the other one. The one Tannow calls Number. The one who tried to kill the one I love." Something like a growl passed his lips. "You both share that body. That's why you get to live." He closed his eyes for a moment, still in incredible pain from the fight and still weak from it.<br/><br/>"How could you cut her out? Did you even consider what that would leave you as? You'd be defenseless, and if you think Tannow would have protected you..." Kagan looked down with a bitter laugh. "And people say orcs are stupid."<br/><br/>He pushed himself up, standing tall over her, now fully visible in the firelight. "Come here. If I let you freeze, Setrina freezes too." He roughly grabbed the elf and hauled her to his side, embracing her. His arms wrapped over her neck in such a way as to start crushing it if he wanted. "We're going to stay like this until you're warm. Like it or not." The orc's harsh tone was somewhat offset by his grapple, he was not being sexual or violent beyond merely holding her there. "Whatever you think of your master, #74... He will not welcome you back."