"T'aint nothin' a good story and drink won't be fixin' me lad. But ye have me thanks all the same," and nodded a kind smile.
"Ah a pointy-ear, been a while since I've seen yer kind!" Caelyn pushed out through labored breaths. "Might I be getting some of that?" He pointed to the herbs in her hands. Caelyn was taken back by her long blond hair and found himself blushing a bit. "Bah, you fool thinkin' bout that right now." He shook his head. "How are ye fairin' their me .....boy? That canine got a nice chomp down on ye." With each sentence getting harder to muster out, Caelyn decided best to conserve his energy with a final thought. "Anyways you'll be having me thanks if ye could help me." And offered a solemn nod.