"'Tis the duty of any man whom saves a Lady to remain at her side until she is well," he replied stiffly. He didn't need to let himself become emotional. That was Basch's thing, not his own. Shaking his head slightly, he settled back in his seat once the potion had been applied and crossed his arms over his chest. "Milady, how do you feel? Do the injuries cause you much agony?"