"hhhanks harsssss hoo hid hell hoo. quleeeease hake he hoo hyheria's hoom." Bob said weakley looking at scars as their was slight drool comeing from the corner of his mouth. "hkand hoo het hy hoard hoo? Hat hould he hreat." In Bob's mind. "Thanks Scars you did well to. Can you please take me to Nytheria's room. And can yo uget my sword too? That would be great."