“You sure?” Aurin countered as she glared at him, though the grin on his face masked a wince as she twisted. “Easy! Don’t try to pinch my arm off.” He made a note in the back of his mind. Never taunt a woman when she’s patching you up. Not even one as infuriating as this one.
He fell silent he watched her tie the makeshift bandage off with his own slight frown on his face. It really shouldn’t be bleeding all that much. “I have some bandages in my pack, but this should do until they dry…” he paused as he noted that she was saying much the same thing. “…or we’ll use yours. We’ll figure it out later.” He noticed the bow that she tied it off with and glared at it for a heartbeat or three, willing it to untie itself. When that didn’t work he settled for a moment of a glare towards Seda.
She stood up and he simply watched for a moment as she stretched to her full height. She couldn’t have come up further than his shoulder. At the look on his face he reached down and plucked a canteen from his pack. He offered it up towards her. “Here, its clean enough to get the blood off your hands.” His own armor was splattered with it, but since his armor was at the bottom of the river at the moment it didn’t much matter.
“What the hell do they want it so badly for anyway? It nearly got both of us killed.” he asked as he shifted his position slightly to sit forwards. He reached with his good arm to start to pry off that single piece of armor that remained on his person, working with cold fingers at the stiff straps to try to work them loose. It took some doing, but eventually he pulled the armor off and proceeded to dump what seemed to him a gallon or so of water out of it. He watched it run back towards the rushing river before he shook his head lightly.
“Well dank cave is better than dead,” he shot back towards her. “Or worse than dead.” A glance away from her before he shook his head and turned bright blue eyes back to Seda. “Aurin.” he finally supplied. “And I’d tell you what I do for a living, but you wouldn’t ever believe me.”