Markus was a bit surprised when Castitas healed his wound, placing a hand where his former wound was he spoke softly, "Yeah, thanks." The young knight was silent as the priestess talked, then responded, pain filling his voice, "I've lived so long doing what I was told, forced to be a guard dog and a pack mule. My father never stopped demanding me to live the knights life. I wasn't allowed to care for others, have friends, be a normal person. I was just the silent royal guard who never said no." His gazed dropped to the floor, "So why not do what they want? It's the only thing I'm good at.... Being a mindless slave for the powerful." He pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around his legs. He stared at the ground for a while before looking over at Castitas, "I was forced out of my home today..." He sighed deeply, "I have no where to go."