Demetre, startled by this out burst jumped back in alarm, "Hey I am sorry!" Demetre looked at her apologetically "Look I was going and had to wake you up so I decided to wake you up to a breakfast." he looked at her again, with an expression signaling he gave up. "No you know what... I have to go" he packed the tent up cutting himself on his dagger and banging his hand hard on her armor he laid it gently in front of Morrighan. "Cya later!" he said enthusiastically with a hint of gruff sarcasm. He looked back apologetically, knowing he was the one whom woke her up, and could have woken her up more quietly, "Look... I am sorry, and I do truly have to go, cya... Morgan, oh and I placed some dried out and salted meat in a pack on your horse, you know? for your traveling, it wont go bad for weeks, it may not taste good but, hey? what can you do right?" he said half serious and half joking, after he said that he put the tent in his pack and set off for the next town or camp spot he could find, leaving Morgan behind him, he gave her a wave of farewell, then left.<span style="color: #0080FF">Demetre, you will not remember anything but these words and for that i am sorry, you have information that is best kept secret...</span>"Ugh..." he shook his head in pain,still walking, then he thought for a moment, "What does it mean, I have a secret..."