Cedric nodded appreciatively at Samuel, though somewhat embarrassed at his own condition.  He remained silent, not even chuckling as Horatio was rebuked for his attempt at either a comforting gesture or a come-on.  Under the circumstances, either seemed understandable enough, but Cedric knew he'd fare no better with the smell of his own vomit still lingering on his breath despite drinking some water afterward.<br/><br/>He listened as questions were asked and answered.  Admittedly it did not sound well, but with them there to organize defense at the fort, all would-wait.  The fort was burned down?  Had he been told that and misunderstood, or simply not known?  He had been so busy learning languages and engineering that he was sure there was much he'd forgotten.  He'd assumed that defenses would be in need of repair and improvement, but completely destroyed?<br/><br/>He shook his head, unsure what to say, when his peripheral glance noticed the revelation of smooth skin from beneath the elven woman's thin cloth garments.  His gaze refused to immediately tear away, both being unfamiliar with the scant clothing elves apparently wore, and the fact that what was revealed was very pleasing to look upon.  He eventually managed to look away, the severity of the situation catching back up to him.