Britomart nodded slightly and had stopped sweating despite her armor and the temperature.<span style="color: red">"alright, just lead the way, this light is making my vision blurry."</span>she leaned on him lightly, trudging along at half her normal pace but hse shook her head.<span style="color: red">"im fine, your not, i know your far from recovered from your injuries, i have none."</span>she protested as he picked her up but she had little strength to argue with and her only show of struggling was to push him as he tried but her elbow buckled easily.<span style="color: red"> "stop running, youll hurt yourself and we dont have a healer you crazy mage..."</span>she shuddered slightly in his arms and seemed to be losing her sense of where they were or who Jim was as she mumbled about her parents to him as though Jim were her brother. the guards looked at Jim for a moment before one reached over and touched Britomart's cheek before she pinched it drawning an extremely weak swat from the warrior.<span style="color: teal">"shes not sick, shes starving to death and dehydrated... and you dont look much better yourself Human."</span>the Draenei took Britomart from Jim easily and headed into the city.<span style="color: teal"> "this way."</span>she lead Jim up to the inn and laid Britomart in a bed before she went to speak to the innkeeper in their native tongue and several minutes later bread, soup and water were brought to the couple.<span style="color: teal">"you smell of Blood stranger, should i also send for a priest?" </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>