The man looked Jas over with a doubtful expression on his face, one that said, [i]Yeah, right, working for the king. She's a slave.[/i][color=1a7b30]“Where I come from, names are sacred, and you must earn the right to someone's name,”[/color] he explained,[color=1a7b30] “and I don’t need any healing."[/color] He scooted further away from Jas. [color=f26522]"You just did,"[/color] Jas said a bit irritably. [color=f26522]"And you will once you start fighting, anyway. Good night."[/color] She'd noticed his slightly uncomfortable expression, and had decided to end the conversation. Jas curled up once more into a ball for warmth, wishing she could be closer to the other human for heat purposes, but he seemed unsettled enough without her trying to get closer to him.[@Chronos Hybrid]