Crimson turns to the boy. "Please don't leave, we only just met." He pleads the boy to stay, before turning to the man. He crushs the roots into the water. "Is he to drink this?" He asks not sure.

Blaine sits up on his elbows. He did not mean to scare the boy that much. "Don't leave just cause of me young one. I could not live with myself if you did."

Silas hesitated, he was tired, extremely tired. But for some reason he relented. " No that needs to be applied on all his sore areas and wounds, to prevent infection and bleeding, but these" motioning to the pouch "can be eaten for his pain." Silas shifted about uncomfortably, why did he decide to go to town today? He sighed. Seeng that he wasn't going anywhere soon he cautiously offered his hand to the dragon boy. " My name is Silas, traveling herbalist." He was calming down now his ears and tail, disappeared.he was still nervous around the older male but he doesn't seem to be I a bad mood anymore. " I guess I'll stay a little longer...to make sure he is alright." Silas mumbled, already a bit flustered.

Dawn stood close to Oak, using him to hide her body from the townspeople. Even though things had calmed down there was still a large crowd surrounding them. She could hear them whispering and was suddenly afraid. She spoke up.
"Um... You're probably going to need rest so maybe we should go somewhere with less people?"

Crimson smiles "good call." He looks tithe man. "My name is Crinson." He washes the mans cut with the water then applied the past. " here eat this." He holds out a blossom.

Blaine takes the blossom and eats it. "Names Blaine, I work for the king." He chokes on the flower.

" Where should we go? I was just passing by, so I don't really know where we are. And your friend there is quite too big to hide." Silas stated. " Your name was Oak, right? And what's your name miss?" Silas was veery curious of the feathered bear creature since he had a similar feather structure. Turning his attention to Blain and Crimson. "Mister Blain be sure to swallow the whole thing, or you will feel the pain come back faster. And Crimson I never seen a dragon so friendly before, so I'm sorry if I looked ready to dash off, just never had a good experience with them." Silas apologized. " Mister Blaintell me if anything is still hurting in a couple of minutes, if you are you may need to eat another petal."

Blain swallowed. "You can stay at my place if you would like." He offers.

Crimson quickly bandages the mans wound. "But where is Oak to stay?"

Blain gets to his feet carfully. "I have a barn he can sleep in." He puts a hand on his side. "Can you walk?" He asks the youngest boy.

Silas was embarrassed to admit he needed help to walk. But he was still recovering from his overuse of magic. Healing magic didn't come cheap to the body. "Um maybe?" He tried th get up but was stumbling. Flustered he said " Maybe not." Looking down this was humiliating for Silas.

Crimson smiled. "want to gotcha ride on Oak?" The Owlbear snorts but crouches to a point that the boy could get on him. "Come on it will be fun!" Crimson climbs on the beast. "Soft."

Blaine rolls his eyes at this and walks off down the road away from town. "You can all eat at my place."

(Just a ping for Galaxea to make sure she didn't forget us.)

Silias nodded his head. "Thank you Oak and Crimson" He got on as gently as he could. Silas stroked some of the feathers. "You are soft.." He commented to Oak. "And your feathers are in such good condition!" He hummed and smiled. Silas was too enthralled with Oak to be nervous, he almost didn't hear Blain's suggestion. "That's kind of you Mister Blain."