He shrugged, gathering his new items before hauling the prisoner onto his shoulder with a grunt. "Maybe not. We could ask the guard, see if they know anything about it. Besides, we knew it was a long shot before we came."<br/><br/>He had put the two potions into a belt pouch, and had slipped the knife and its sheathe onto his belt, before sliding it around so that it was at the small of his back. Not the best hiding spot for it, but good enough for the moment.