"Thank you miss, the thought is appreciated." Shamus said with a chuckle as he took the alcohol from Jewel, putting in his pocket for the time being so he could treat his wounds later on. Shamus listened to the conversation between Jewel and Cecil before turning to Zen, a grin on his scarred face. "Well Zen, if that's all that's needed of me today, I think I'm going to head back to that room I claimed earlier, maybe work on my hand and treat my wounds."