Payne's expression flickered several times until he finally composed himself and bowed his head to me.
Then, he gave me a kind of salute I wasn't familiar with.
Shaking my head, I motioned to Soren.
“We need to treat his wounds. Those nettles were poisonous," I reminded him.
“Really, there's no need to worry," Soren argued, shaking his head. “It is just a minor wound. Nettles are noxious but they aren't deadly."
“We don't know what kind of nettles those were or how serious the poison is," I said. I pocketed the stone and crossed my arms firmly.
Soren wasn't going to get out of this that easily.
My eyes trailed to the wound on his leg. His pants were soaked through with blood and I could tell that it was still bleeding heavily.
“We made a camp near the cave where we found you
