"Yeah." He smiled fondly at the memory. "It was great."
More seriously, he said, "Besides, if we hadn't stepped up, a lot of people would have died. We couldn't let that happen."
His mother's expression softened a little. "Was there really no one else?"
"They had sent a rider to Arca for help, but the lich's undead had broken through the previous night, and it was only going to get worse. We really didn't have a choice," he answered.
She sighed. "You... did the right thing, sweetie. I don't what else I could have expected you to do in that situation. You aren't the type to abandon people when they need you, and I wouldn't have you be. I just... I worry, you know?"
"I know, mom." he smiled softly.