Demetre gave the man a smile, "thank you, kind sir..." he whispered jokingly to Morrighan as he gestured with his head to the healer. Climbing off the horse, or falling off the horse would be a better way to describe it, Demetre staggered after the man. Half asleep Demetre walked beside Morrighan in toe with the Healer, "why do you not except money?" he asked questioningly to the Healer "You could make a fortune on Healing injures, so why don't you?" looking up straight at the healer he asked silently "ether you are a kind heart, or you do not except money for another reason" Demetre frowned for a moment "so why...." he said to himself, not actually asking anybody but himself.