"Oh, yes, of course!" Maura quickly moves over to him, chanting her healing magics, her mood instantly changing from irritated to nurturing, her touch soft as she channels the magic to heal him.<br/><br/>"I say we just kill it, save everyone the trouble of dealing with the filthy thing." "Now, now, come, come, I'm sure he has something interesting to tell us. And we're only a few miles form the city... I'm certain they'd love to have a chat with him, especially since... oh, look there, dead people." Daminor points towards a spot near the hobgoblin's camp, where there is a small pile of corpses, mostly human, a looted wagon, and several large, and gnawed on, horse bones. "Especially since it seems they were attacking travelers headed there, from the looks of it."