He's starting to wonder if she really was strong enough to handle a forge on her own, completely missing the signs she'd been through the fire just moments before landing in the lake. For now though, he just keeps an eye on her -- though at the first sign of her stumbling, about to fall, he gently scoops her up into his arms.
"Normally I'd say rest in the carriages, but you look dead on your feet. Try not to fight back like a hellcat, please."
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"Normally I'd say rest in the carriages, but you look dead on your feet. Try not to fight back like a hellcat, please."