When Damien had finally come to he would’ve found himself back on the bed. A moist washcloth was laid gently across his forehead to ward away any potential fever and a towel draped atop his waist to give him some bit of decency as he recovered, at his side on the table was a mug of water in the event he showed signs of thirst or dehydration. All this wasn’t Jaden’s doing however, the man was hardly what one would call a medic. The hunter’s job was merely carrying Damien’s unconscious form back to the room and fetching Beatrice afterward, knowing the woman knew a thing or two about tending to unconscious men after operating in a town full of drunks for so long.
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Toward the window, Jaden was already back in hooded cloak and rummaged through his things, making sure everything was in place before he headed out. Moments earlier a crow had popped by the window, carrying a rolled-up piece of parchment in its beak that detailed the hunter’s next mission. No sooner had the human accepted the bird’s delivery had it taken off, leaving the man there looking somewhat irritated that he was already being sent away to work.
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Noticing Damien beginning to stir, the man spoke without breaking attention away from his pack. “You’ve been out a couple of hours. Had to bring the Apothecary in to check on you directly- that man’s not cheap, by the way” After tying his pack up, he finally turned to watch Damien, his gaze neutral. “Said it was a couple of things, I only remember Wolfsbane” He paused, not even sure how to even handle the situation. He had his fun, work had come in, it made sense to just leave. He wasn’t obligated to stay at the Damien’s side, however it was completely in his duty to make certain he wasn’t leaving the town with a nonhuman in their ranks. “You’re not really a hunter” He stated flatly, finally breaking the silence.