Denzel refrained from joining the whole group around the campfire, much more comfortable standing a few spots behind everyone else, sipping from a waterskin pouch on his side, its contests slightly lukewarm, though it did its job washing down whatever food was rationed to him for the night. He kept his eyes on Siegfried and Jack, listening to each of their stories, some tragic, some funny, some boring, though each of them had a story, though he wasn't about to go blabbering about his own backstory, the last things people needed was a depressing backstory to lower moral, and jacks awkward face reveal was no different. The moment he stood up and insisted he was going to take a walk, Denzel found himself moving on instinct, despite his shyness he approached Jack, and laid a hand on his shoulder, a sympathetic smile on his face.

[color=00a651]"Relax, Jack, there's no need to leave, you don't look nearly half as bad as you think...! Trust me, as a Medic, I've seen worse, and they all found love and bliss sooner or later. Come, sit back down."[/color] He spoke softly.

Denzel sat close to jacks spot and warmed his hands near the crispy hot fire, smiling gently at the feeling of its temperature, relaxing and peaceful at the same time. He held his hands out, as if he were awaiting food, as a small orb of light swirled around his hands and rose up before the fire, the flames absorbed the white light, and with it, breathed it out, enveloping the crowd around the flames in a gentle, relaxing aura, soothing them with its medicinal light.

[color=00a651]"Now... How about we all enjoy a more pleasant story? I'm sure someone around here has some loved ones back home? I have a few friends back home in Harazan, old patients i'd love to hear about, see how they're doing! Last i heard from a friend, he got married, and had a beautiful daughter...! Heh, even times like these, there's always room for a little love, brilliant, don't you think?"[/color] He asked to the other members around the fire.