"Hi."

Caragon struggled to keep his voice warm and friendly enough. He stood and stared a little at Isabella, not sure of what to do. He then knelt onto the floor, bent his head down and put a hand on his heart.

"I owe my life to you."

Perhaps it was a little different from the grateful handshake he had given Judo.

As he got up, he gave her a tiny smile, and then he turned around. All the eyes followed him as he started walking back to his room. His body still felt out of place. It felt... strange. He was afraid that he might do something he could not control. It felt like he could do just that any minute. There was a lot of tension in him.

When he returned to his room, he immediately found his armor and put it on. It felt lighter than before. Probably due to him finally getting some rest and a meal. He stopped and thought about it. Ever since he had awakened, everything had seemed lighter. That was another thing that frightened him.

As he finally had gotten his armor on, he retrieved his halberd and carried it with him as he went out. He needed time to think. And to train.