Hugh felt a little dazed, as the blood began bleeding profusely from his wound. He was unsure of who would heal him, but it didn't quite matter at the time being. Before he knew what happened, a hand was placed on his arm, where the wound was imminent. The hand lit up and soon the wound was sealed. "Well done..." He looked up, "Uh, sir." He noted that the person who had just performed healing magic on him was not previously a member of his party, and he was thoroughly confused. "I'm obliged with the assistance, though."

He hadn't the time to respond as Vivian had arrived to offer some assistance, only to offer a little bit of annoyance and telling him the blood soaked bedroll now belonged to him. "But what of the one shoved in that one's mouth?" He pointed to the one who got the drop on him.

Soon Sana had arrived in the vicinity and gave him a few teases, before fetching her own supplies. She joked with him about the bedroll, "Well, I suppose I killed two birds with one stone." He laughed with her a little, before the subject of transport came up. "We can use him to pull the cart, but we won't all be able to ride in it, unfortunately." He said, looking to Rodger the Horse. "I'd rather not over stress Rodger." He said.

Sana soon came to him with a water skin, clean rags, and orders. He nodded, "Well, I'd rather not sleep with its blood and mine, but I didn't realize I would be so forced to clean it." He smiled and obliged her, removing his pauldrons, and then his chainmail. Finally he took off his shirt, revealing his body to have its share of scars and his muscles. He was bloody all over his arm and he wore a fresh coat of sweat from the entire ordeal. "I do have an extra in one of my horse's saddle bags. This shirt is kind of compromised." He said, looking over the blood stains and the rips where the gnoll's teeth had broken through. "I suppose I can salvage it." He muttered. 

There was a bruise all over his shoulder and the blood was still covering his arm. "Well, where do you want to sit for this?" He asked Sana, it being apparent that he was not getting out of this chore. He held his hands together and grinned, "And, please be gentle." He teased.