The man looked over his shoulder and glared at him. It was as if he knew that Demetre was making fun of him. Morrighan tried not to chuckle softly, until he got a warning glance as well. She looked down until the healer looked in front of him again. She then tried to help Demetre off of his horse, but it wasnâ€™t such a success. As he still fell on the ground. He soon staggered after the healer. He looked exhausted in Morrighanâ€™s opinion.<br/>The man looked over his shoulder as Demetre asked him why he didnâ€™t take money. He shook his head again. â€œWhy do you ask, boy?â€ He sighed softly and looked around for a while. â€œMoney isnâ€™t worth anything to me, alright. Thatâ€™s just it.â€ He continued walking until they arrived at his house. It was old and rather scary looking. He opened the squeaking door and entered the house. It looked rather regular actually.<br/><br/>Morrighan looked around for a while. â€œsir.. Is it still safe to live here?â€ Her words were careful and quiet. But the man ignored her. â€œWhat happened to you boy? Werewolf , right? â€œ He asked.