Kentamin was taking back by the reprimand, gritting his teeth through it all. Not only had he mocked him, but now he was barking out orders and threats. Seething below the surface, he tried to swallow down his pride as he realized, sadly, this man was right. He had to obey and help him, but he couldn't help but gripe, "Well, alright." And he huffed. "At least I brought a bag I can put those clothes in." And he made a face as he began to undress the man, dropping his shirt when maggots were found crawling beneath it from the wound.
"Angsar's name, this is so gross." He could have wretched, but swallowed back the acid rising in the back of his throat before turning his eyes away and shaking the maggots of the clothe. Shivering, he folded the clothes into a pile and proceeded to undress the rest of the man, and with the clothing shoved into a bag, he tightened the cord and tied it shut before slinging it over his shoulder.
"So are we to just leave the body up here?"
And part o fhim hoped they would. He had a feeling he might be the one to carry it if it were necessary, and he wasn't fond of the idea of dragging a naked corpse alllll the way down those spiraling steps. Especially since it was now crawling with maggots and stunk to the high heavens. Yes, he could not wait to be done with this chore!