He winces at the violence in her reaction. "That bad, is it?" he asks, with the twist of a smile. He supposes it must be, though, for her to be reacting as she is.
And so he follows her willingly. Away from this place and back to wherever it is that she is leading him. A house, it would seem. Where she lives, she explains, in Solvunn. A farmhouse. From what he can see of it (through his one eye, as he has covered the other one up again), it isn't the castle he had found himself waking up in, but -- there is something to be said for such settings as this as well.
Claire has questions for him, but John has questions for her too. Glancing aside to her as they walk, he raises his one exposed eyebrow.
"You... said you have been here for several months now?" he asks, tentatively. "Might I ask... The healers in Thorne were too busy to assist with--" He gestures towards his face. "And then, the healers tents in Nocwich. What has happened here?"
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And so he follows her willingly. Away from this place and back to wherever it is that she is leading him. A house, it would seem. Where she lives, she explains, in Solvunn. A farmhouse. From what he can see of it (through his one eye, as he has covered the other one up again), it isn't the castle he had found himself waking up in, but -- there is something to be said for such settings as this as well.
Claire has questions for him, but John has questions for her too. Glancing aside to her as they walk, he raises his one exposed eyebrow.
"You... said you have been here for several months now?" he asks, tentatively. "Might I ask... The healers in Thorne were too busy to assist with--" He gestures towards his face. "And then, the healers tents in Nocwich. What has happened here?"