Again, the figure moans, and I move into the line of sight as Mab explains that we were out for a walk together and that Damien looks to be hurt.

"Looks like a head wound, better to get it fixed up, yes?" Well, if that's not a lead in, I don't know what is.

"I am quite sure I could manage....but do come in."

That's all I need. "I am sure Damien appreciates the offer." I say with a easy smile, slipping in and getting my arm around Damien's waist, pulling his weight onto me. "Maybe you and Mab can look around and find me something to clean and bind the wound with?" I suggest helpfully.

"Damien, are you alright?" I ask, moving his hair aside and wincing at the mark on his temple.