"Ow." he hissed. It was an incredibly painful process at least for him. He had been too stunned by what she was doing to even feel it until it was over. She tended the other wounds he would be much more aware. He gritted his teeth, his muscles clenching painfully as she tended to the other wounds with her magic. The worst one was big one on his back. He yelled softly into the crook of his arm when she healed that one. He couldn't see but it was the only one that left a very noticeable scar. "Damn the gods of sea, earth, and air that hurts..." he breathed.<br/><br/>"What are you?" He said looking up at her while he began to tremble. Not from fear of her, but from the fighting, running, and healing he'd just been through. His body was wracked with exhaustion. He pulled the stopper from his waterskin and shook so violently that water sloshed all over his front. He still managed a few gulps before offering it to her. "Thank you," he said his voice soft and shaky. He was a little pale, but mostly he was tired and need sleep.<br/><br/>He knew she couldn't understand him. Atrius found it frustrating, but there wasn't a whole lot he could do. Still, it was easier than he thought. She was a smart young lady. "I'm... just... going to... pass out now..." He did his breathing a little ragged, but more or less he was out like a light. He did not dream of godly portents or visions of any sort. He was far, far too tired for any of that nonsense at this point.