Matthew shrugged. "I figure I owe you a drink and I'd like to get healed, but if you don't want me around I'll go." He said turning away as walked through the streets thick with merchants heading back towards the square. He groaned and sat on a bench, he propped his injured leg up and looked around. He was tired and hurting but he smiled and pull lollipop out of his bag placing it in his mouth he shut his eyes and relaxed. He was happy, he loved this kinda atmosphere the joy and laughter surrounding him made him feel better, he had always loved the sound of people, so with out much thought he pulled a leather hide bound book from his bag and set to work reading it for the millionth time in his life.