He tugged at the thorns.
"Yes ma- friend?"
Alistair walks over and very gently pulls the thorns out
"Nn.."
Alistair: You ok?
"Mhm.."
Alistair: Good...so-Klaus, right?
Klaus: "Yeah.."
Alistair: Alright-so...
"Yes.."
Alistair: What now...? Milo, you have anything you want to do...?
