The nerves in Warren's hand felt something as she rubbed the salve into him, closing his eyes and doing his best to not flinch when the pain jolted out of his damage tissue. He listened to the story as she told it, watching as she rebandaged his fingers in a way that made them practically unusable. He wouldn't be able to make a fist for some time, at the very least, not until he found something more effective.
Warren offered small thanks without interrupting, turning his attention to the steaming vessel Coatleque was holding and sipping from. His stomach growled as he took in the scent of cooked vegetables and hot broth, suddenly again aware that for the tenth time this season he had gone too long without proper nourishment.
"Yes, ma'am," He spoke softly at her orders to eat, not needing to be told twice, but Warren noticed his dilemma almost immediately. With his hands bandaged as they were, he wouldn't be able to hold both the mug and spoon with any real use.
He seemed to realize this with a start, his mouth dropping open in small surprise and his eyes darted towards the paladin beside him, then away and back towards Jancis.
"Uh...?"
Surely she didn't mean for...
Warren offered small thanks without interrupting, turning his attention to the steaming vessel Coatleque was holding and sipping from. His stomach growled as he took in the scent of cooked vegetables and hot broth, suddenly again aware that for the tenth time this season he had gone too long without proper nourishment.
"Yes, ma'am," He spoke softly at her orders to eat, not needing to be told twice, but Warren noticed his dilemma almost immediately. With his hands bandaged as they were, he wouldn't be able to hold both the mug and spoon with any real use.
He seemed to realize this with a start, his mouth dropping open in small surprise and his eyes darted towards the paladin beside him, then away and back towards Jancis.
"Uh...?"
Surely she didn't mean for...