With the lines moving forward and the camp being cleared Ian fired one last time before putting the crossbow away. He stayed behind as the troops pressed on with the intent on finding better care for his wounds, or at least staying out of the majority of the fighting until he could, but he was soon approached by Marianne, the knightess showing concern for his wounds.

He smiled "ah please, I could use a hand" he made to lean on her though with his shorter stature he had to put his arm around her waist and lean into her side "I can still shoot if you need me to, if you can find me a spot to shoot from and I may need some help reloading" one of his ears unconsciously flicked against her arm "if not, I may just find a place nearby to rest until I can get this seen to" He let out a slight groan of pain as he shifted his broken arm.