Keela’s smile faded as he trailed off, obviously thinking of his people and homeland. She nodded when he said it was all he could do, reaching up and touching the wound herself and feeling no blood. She’d check later for a scar, but it seemed Blake had indeed done a great job of helping her. She sat cross legged next to him as he talked more, more than he had since they had met really. [b]”You don’t have to tell me if it’s too painful, but… why are you here? What happened to your family?”[/b] she asked, concern on her face as she did truly care, placing a reassuring hand on his arm, as if to say she would never tell a soul and he could trust her.