Hugh was about to rush on over to Sana, but the magus, Artos spoke to him, issuing him an apology. "You know you are forgiven by me, Artos. I won't hold it against you." He said, speaking as a man who was tired of holding grudges. He had no time for them. He still had too much of a life to live to hold them.

He unstrapped his warhammer from his back and threw it over his shoulder. He headed over to Sana's right, being a few feet away from her as he jogged up. "You ever think you'll abandon adventuring someday?" He said, a rather different conversation topic. "Maybe hit the big reward and retire?" Hugh had always assumed that he would die from his life style, but at the time being he felt as though he could live through it all. Maybe establish a new life for himself and be happy. He had no idea why any of this was getting into his head right now, but he felt happy.