Devon groaned as he pushed himself to stop leaning against the Mansion wall and stand on his feet. He staggered almost immediately and had to place a hand against the wall to prevent from falling.
"Need some help?" Henry asked and offered a hand.
Devon snorted,
"Touch me and I'll break your nose," he said with a grunt before leaving away from the wall again and this time, managing to remain upright with his own strength.
"So aggressive," Henry said with a smile, "Suit yourself."
Henry didn't walk ahead of Devon and kept pace with the Half-orc's slow steps.
They walked a few steps in silence before Devon said,
"You did good."
"What?" Henry asked confused.
"You volunteered to come with me first when the others either couldn't decide or didn't want to. You even took a sword to the chest judging by that wound," Devon said with a vague gesture at Henry's sword cut.
