He was at her side as soon as he realized that she was trying to sit up, and carefully helped her up. He smiled faintly at her joke, before shrugging. "Considering they put enough into that curse that it would have killed you if I hadn't poured extra energy into you, you shouldn't be moving. However, I know how damn frustrating it can be to be utterly helpless, so I will not chide you for moving too much. And my pleasure, ma'am."<br/><br/>He gave another shrug, before standing back up. "Have to be, as it is just you and me. And the militia, of course. Though I got two of the three necromancers, and evil wizards are supposed to be looking out for themselves more than their cause. So I suspect this group is done. At least with supporting their own attacks. Might try to flood us with undead again, but it will be the mindless types.<br/><br/>Going to get you something to eat and drink. I will knock when I get back."<br/><br/>He headed downstairs, and got her a large, hearty breakfast, knowing she would be famished after using that much energy. And while it wasn't invalid fare, which meant soup, porridge, or gruel, it was a bit less solid than normal. He had sent Aurelia an update, letting her know that her daughter had caught a life stealing curse spell with her chest but was still alive. He had also given her an update about the necromancers, and was hoping that she would be able to get something from the other sources she had. And possibly a bit more if he was lucky. He carried the tray with two breakfasts upstairs, intending to eat with Meridia, keeping her company.