Lissa took the patronizing tone like a champ, apparently used to people acting like that around the cute little blonde. Her inner monologue became sighs and muttering, even as she put on a big smile and moved over to look at Aravashnial's face and TOTALLY NOT RECOIL at the sight of the horrible damage across his eyes.<br/><br/><strong>"Err . . oh boy . . I don't think enough bandages in the world will help out here. If we could get to a proper temple maybe . . but uh . . I can at least wrap bandages around your eyes to try and keep you from getting infected Sir . . Aravashnial?"</strong><br/><br/>Bonus points for the near-flawless Elven pronunciation of the man's name. She always was good with languages!<br/><br/><strong>"But please, we've only got each other to rely on down here. You ARE okay though, mi'lord?"</strong>She turned to Gwerm at that, giving him a once-over visually.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Sneaking in a post now (pretty early really since I was the one who posted last before GM post) since I have no idea how much time I'll have over the next couple days to post. :x </div></div>