“About the same as a battle ever is.” So far no one has caught a name. He’ll ask the king when he wakes up. “But yeah, we’re all pretty fashionable right now.” He drags his thumb over the scar on his face that’s off set by the bandages over a cut running up from his jaw. A smile flickers across his face, something small. As much as talking hurts he can deal with it.

It makes people worry less. “”The important part is we achieved our objective and made it out alive. We can recover and see what Kathashun has to say when he wakes.” Then they can plan. There has to be more they can do to stabilize the situation before their goal is achieved.