[Tancred]

Tancred gratefully enters the pavilion; after a haunted walk jumping at shadows, the blue and grey tent is a place of thankful safety. He hears Joram mutter something along the lines of 'Billy night'...
He lays Skye down as carefully as he can upon Joram's bed, gently unravelling her arms from around his neck.
The young knight stands there by the bedside for a moment, frozen in thought, as if thinking for some words. In the end, he turns away with a shake of his head, possibly realisng that he has until Skye wakes up to think up a way to say thank-you for saving his life - that WON'T be misinterpreted as a pick-up line by other listening parties.
He goes back to Joram, noting that Lyulfe has padded to Skye's side. The dragon gives him a wink and a toothy grin. Tancred replies with a scowl. The cavalier thanks any passing deities for the silence coming from his sword.
"Listen," he asks, "I need another favour, Joram... are - are you alright, man?"
He lays a hand upon Joram's shoulder, looking anxious as the knight-squire leans up against the tent-pole, a miserable, distant look in his face.

[ 01-20-2003, 10:14 PM: Message edited by: Tancred ]