Tyr popped his neck rather loudly and stood before putting on his shirt, chainmail and armor.
"Lets get to a town, I need a knew shirt and I'm sure you don't want to be wearing your fancy dress around, would be a pity to get blood on it," He replied before grabbing his pack, not seeming to be affected much by the wound. He thought about her comments on taking notes, it made him chuckle. In his profession you had to learn the lessons by heart, turn them into instinct, you rarely had time to think, let alone read some notes. He walked to the entrance before turning to Aira, looking at her as if asking'Are you coming?'.