He smirked at her response, before shrugging. "Good thing I am not Fae then. Otherwise, I might have taken shameless advantage of that. But right now, you get to rest, and finish recuperating until at least noon. Your stuff is in the corner, as we are the only ones left, so only one room. I am going to go and make sure nothing is quietly murdering everyone else while we wait for either help to get here or we get attacked."<br/><br/>He didn't leave immediately, despite his words, instead firing a message off to Aurelia, telling her that her daughter was fine, awake, aware, and recovering, and mightily unamused at being used by necromancers for target practice. After that, he went off to look around the town, ensuring everyone saw him and knew he was taking their safety seriously. It was all good rabble rousing, moral bolstering stuff, but he had two thoughts on what would happen. Either he was going to get swarmed in the next day or two, or the enemy had decided to cut their losses and run.