Loki waited a few minutes before heading out of the pub, noticing Eomer laying on his stomach and seemed to be conscious. He walked over to grab a bucket of water and then walked next to the ex-Captain before rolling him over, looking at him with disbelief. "Eomer? What in all the nine-realms happen to you?" He asked setting the bucket next to him for the man may wash his face and whatever else of himself. He felt rather bad for the man before him, how this could have happened to such a goodhearted man. Or at least, once was.