There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.

“I’m fine. It’s not my blood.”

“We know but the floor!”

“Your sister is covered in blood and you’re worried about the floor.”

“She’s all right she’s a tough nut but the floor is expensive.”

“But all that blood.”

“Im fine and I got the herbs you wanted you nerd. I did get in some trouble with some trolls but it’s not my fault a rock somehow fell on top of there head when they where trying to reach for my bag.”

“Thank you for the herbs let me help you clean up.”

“Your family will kill me.”