He could somewhat tell that his dryad master was doing some sort of unfamiliar magic at each stop, and he could at least barely stand on their last trip. It was honestly embarrassing to be carried like a grain sack. But once they came to a stop, all the emotions flooded up - the fear he had felt, the uncertainty he felt now, the sense of duty towards Ahea, the desire to take revenge, the pain of losing his comrades, the gaping hole in his chest from Admiral passing away, he threw up and started weeping. The last grievance topping it all was that he could no longer face his family and that was what he said, before the strong girl kicked him to knock him out.
