As the healing potion poured into the boy, he coughed and woke up there, looking bruised and hurt, but able to remain awake and well now it seemed. Blinking, he stared at Marric. "Did you win, Hero?" The boy asked a bit groggily. He held onto Marric's chest, while the goblin women looked around, and suddenly both of them held a box in their arms, at their chest height, moving<em>after him</em>. The others seemed to head in too, and start to pick stuff up like that, moving after him. Staring down a bit timidly, but following carefully.<br/><br/>There was some short, growling words between them but they moved along following him intently.