Despite of his lethally dangerous injuries, he was the coldest, most arrogant man she knew. Being his healer, she was stuck with him. She sometimes had the nagging urge to throttle him herself. He wasn't as bad as he pretended to be. She had seen a warmth in his eyes at times. Yet she didn't like him. Firstly because he wouldn't listen. Secondly, because he was an Adralanian. Once again, he had tired his limbs of exhaustion and wouldn't let her help.

"I said I am okay!" He growled