Felling the last of the orcblins Lane takes a brief moment to glance around in search of any others that may pose a threat to him, though he found none. Turning his gaze to the woman he finally realizes the lack of clothing on his body and quickly uses a hand to cover up, however he quickly realizes the woman on the ground had fallen unconscious. With a sigh of relief, Lane stabs the spear into the ground and moves over to his cloths on the rock and begins to get dressed.
After getting dressed he moves over to the woman and shifts his gaze over her form for a moment, seeing that she has a few small injuries though it did not seem she had anything life threatening. " Well. " He murmurs lightly to himself as he looks down at this strange woman that came out of no where, bringing danger into his camp. Lane moves over to his pack and pulls out some clean cloth and takes a moment to bandage her injuries before he moves over to his fire that had gone out, though he was not sure how that had happened. Fetching the items he needs, Lane takes a moment to get the fire going again before turning his attention back to the mysterious woman.
Carefully Lane scoops the woman up into his arms, trying not to wake her, before he moves her over under his tent and lays her onto his bed. With her resting on his bed he removes the pack she is wearing and sets it aside. Noticing the bulge in the pack Lane's curiosity gets the better of him, causing him to open the pack up to find out what it holds.