He gave him a grin, and shrugged, before wincing as his half healed ribs protested. "Not leaving just yet, I have to get something from the Jortund, and since I was not graced with what exactly I am supposed to get, I have to guess and hope I don't miss it. It would be so nice if the Fae remembered that I am but a 'mere' human, but I might as well wait for a dragon to be humble."<br/><br/>Since Sapphire was right behind him when he said that, the prince would hopefully understand he was joking. "As for the fight, I did what I could. I am sure you would have managed without me, the men certainly seemed inspired and competent, more so than most I have seen lately. But if you have troll troubles again, I am sure you could get word to the Summer Court, as I always enjoy a good hunt."<br/><br/>His goodbyes made, he slipped out of the camp, and snagged a piece of the dead troll, first checking to make sure it wasn't carrying its hoard with it. If it was not, he tossed the piece of troll to Sapphire. "You know the spell Meridia and Blossom used to find the white dragon's lair, so would you mind doing the honors?"