As Kain and Leon strode into camp, the slumped Leon slowly began to stir. His eyes and teeth clenched tightly in pain as he could now feel his wounds begin to burn and stitch themselves together with the powerful vulnerary's potent solution performing its magical job. He let out no cries of pain, only looking as if he'd bitten into a fresh lemon. He grinned and looked up, seeing the tension growing within the camp. He just gave a curt bow to introduce himself before laying against Kain's fine horse to rest a little while longer.