Lu nodded quietly as he held Ver's hand and tightly clenching his teeth. He know that, he know that they're supposed to fill each other's weaknesses, but he couldn't help to feel insecure. The teen sure, tried his best to comfort him but he's not completely cheered up yet. Though, he smiled a bit because he doesn't want Verloren to worry about him too much. He lifted his face and chuckled. "Don't blame me if I ask a lot of questions. Like, A LOT."

He moved away a little bit, releasing Ver's hand from his grasp as he took the knife to clean the fish. "So, we are going to the nearest village and patch you up before going anywhere else. I'm not gonna let you sit on my back if you insist on going anywhere with your fever." His voice was firm, but it held no harm as he just want to make sure everything would be better for them to take care of their wounds first.