Keep Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

In an instant he was beside her. Iolaire's eyes opened wide for a moment and she stared incredulously at the man. He said her name, a note of sternness within his tones. Io wrinkled her nose slightly and returned it. "Roan." He had no business being out of that wagon. They would just have to get him back in it again before they continued on.

Was he worried about her? A little hitch formed in the healer's chest but she pushed it away. They barely knew one another. Why on earth would he feel anything other than gratitude? "You really should be more careful. If you injure your shoulder even more, it could alter your use of it." If he hurt himself, he would just be in her care longer. He didn't want that, did he?