The bit of post battle banter goes by fine, and it seems so far that only the wind bore witness to the Rogues wandering hands. Though the Oracle hears a soft groan as she sits next to the elf, and then another one as she pushes life energy into him with her spell. This causes a gasp from beneath her, and the elf looks up with a shake of his head.<strong>"What happened...?"</strong>Are the first words that leave his lips before he sits up, seeming like he had been somewhat conscious for a little bit, just out of it from the shock of waking up so suddenly.<br/><br/>He clutches the side the spider had skewered for a minute, and then looked toward the Oracle as he traced his thin fingers through the hole in his leather armor to find the wound sealed.<strong>"You healed me?"</strong>He asks absently, before a look of clarity crosses his features and he hand goes to his side. He seems to find a scroll case there, and sighs as he seems to test to see if it had been opened.<strong>"Thank the wood, not all is lost..."</strong>He mutters, before turning to see the whole of what had happened and purse his hips as he looks up as if waiting for an explanation.