Hal sits in his tent, the English had just won the war against the Scottish and are now camping out and healing. He stares at his feet as he takes in what had just went down, yet he can’t keep his mind off of you… you had saved him. Countless times through out this battle and he had not had the time to thank you while battling. So he called you to his private tent, in order to give you a proper thanks.

“Where are you…”

He mumbles under his breath, Hal wasn’t very much of the patient type…