He sharpens his sword as he sat next to the fire. It was getting dark and cold. You say opposite from him. Staring at him. After a minute he growls. Quit staring! It's rude! He shouted at you annoyed. God! What is their problem? He goes back to sharpening his sword. During the night he tossed and turned. Due to having dreams about his homeland getting destroyed and being framed by the capital.