Larrin flinched when Erin and Janessa came closer, but his awareness was starting to come back. and he realized he was sore from all the accelerated healing. he slowly started to uncurl from the fetal position he had taken, but the girls would see only one pale green eye through his tangled hair, which moved constantly between the two girls as each spoke. there was obviously intelligence behind the sadness that lingered in those pale hues, and his shaking eventually stopped altogether. his eye would flash slightly as he activated his second sight, looking over the women critically, unmoving from where he was. they had gifts, he could see that in the aura that surrounded them. green was prominent around them both, marking them as his healers. but aside from that common trait, they both had different colors surrounding them that marked them as unique in their skills. his eye flashed again as he dropped his second sight.<br/><br/>Larrin finally spoke, his voice hoarse and parched since he had been dehydrated over the last day. he spoke barely above a whisper. y... ye healed me... he stated. ye shouldnae have... there was so much doubt in his own worth as he spoke. he sat up slowly, and with much effort. the man was starved and thirsty. but, ah thank ye both... he leaned back against the wall, his eyes sliding closed. his tangled hair moved from his face, a fine, short beard lined his jaw, giving him a more rugged look than he normally maintained. he coughed momentarily, grimacing a bit. he rubbed his throat lightly, looking to the girls once more. Ah doona suppose ah can trouble ye fer some water, or something... he asked softly, still rubbing his throat.<br/><br/>Larrin stood slowly, leaning heavily on the wall behind him. a man that sustained the injuries he had, regardless of the healing the girls gave him, should not be standing on his own, but the lean lupine was tougher than most. he still hurt though, he couldn't hide that. he ran his fingers through the tangled mess of his hair, grimacing at the feel. he needed a shower something fierce, he couldn't stand the feel of dirt, dried blood, and forest debris in his hair and on his skin. he looked pale still, but that was due to his need to eat.