Feign glanges over the two nagas, allowing himself to smile a bit at their warm embrace.  It's pretty obvious that the two are fine, though he can tell the Arkain is badly wounded.<br/><br/>He bows politely to the two, "I'm sorry we had to meet under such circumstances.  My name is Feign, though before we are properly introduced, your ophidian friend looks like he needs some medical treatment."  He looks over at the lizard "Your name is Arkain, right?  I'll need to use the supplies in the medical tent to fix you up." He nods towards the hospital tent, which is only slightly damaged.  "So if you'll follow me."<br/><br/>He walks briskly toward the tent, though his movement seems urgent.  Something in his voice also seemed a little worried, especially while he was looking at Arkain's wound.