Garret saw the wounds sustained by both the drow and the elf. Miss Smiths words did ot have to sway him.<br/><br/>"I know what I can do", he said looking to teh wounded women and then to their host. "I can help. Here or there it makes no difference. At least here I seem to have a bit of help and a fresh start. But I do feel connected to somethign greater than myself."<br/><br/>The leather coated man offered Max his healing potion or his right hand. "Drinking this, it will help with the bite. Or if you're willing I can help you as I did Emerald. I can only offer one of the two. The Elf over there also seems to need my assistance."<br/><br/>Garret's voice was fairly even in tone, but sounded genuine. The man had good intentions. He was not as bad off as the women, but he too was slightly wounded. Still He put others before himself. Though, when packing that big crossbow and plenty of other weapons, it was easy to feel safe.<br/><br/>"Jack if you provide us with lodging, then we will consider your proposal. As it stands, I don't think climbing several leagues is ideal for my companions. and I wish to know more from you and Ms. Smith", Garret said. His steeled gaze, dissecting the young man. Garret was keen on reading people, and now he felt like it was what he had been born to do.<br/><br/>((if needed I can make sense motive and intimidate checks pretty well...same thing with identifying monsters))