The White Knight looked down at the Black Knight.  She was actually quite beautiful when she was not running her pretty mouth off about something or another.  He brushed her ebony locks away from her face and admired her features for a moment.<br/><br/>It was starting to get dark and scavengers began investigating the corpse.  This would be no place to spend the night.  He created a barrier in the shape of a stretcher, then lifted her gently and placed her on it.  He walked toward the town with her seemingly levitating by his side, and when he was at the villages's outskirts, he removed the barrier so she landed in his arms.  He carried her to an inn, arranged a room and placed her on a bed.  Forchun replaced the dressing on her arm.  When dinner arrived, he set it beside her and whispered, "Awaken."<br/><br/>Before she had a chance to say anything, he said, "I will answer your questions, but first let me speak.  You are wounded and must lay still.  We are at an inn.  You have been resting, but you must eat.  I know you can take care of yourself.  Allow me to assist you anyway... please."<br/><br/>He held a bowl of soup in front of her.  He blew the steam away, then held it to her lips.<br/><br/>