"Oh no doubt of that. At least they won't be sticking to that fine beard of yours." She gave him a smile, before she tutted softly. "Oh - no one does well when surrounded. You did well for someone with his back to the wall."

A shake of her head, "It is no trouble to be kind, Ser. Besides my time is my own, so if I want to spend it cleaning out blood? So be it."

Her dimples flashed. "If you are truly feeling guilty? You may buy me a drink."