[ Lofty locks of blond upon his head, bounce as he moves with quickness upon him. He had passed by after losing hand of his sister when they both separated. The reunion not so sweet seeing as the circumstances were at hand. The womans voice moves him, reminding him well of his rank as a Knight. Reminding him well as his orders from Queen Guinevere himself: When a woman is in need of your help, you will abide by her wish. So here he hails, with no question or means to defy her. Hands move with ease, taking each rock and casting it aside as if it were nothing. ]
Mi'lady if it is too much for thy body, step aside give me air. I will have them freed in a moments time.
c. stone's throw
Mi'lady if it is too much for thy body, step aside give me air. I will have them freed in a moments time.