Halyna eyed Jonathan for a moment before smirking. "You definitely took the wrong ship then," she said calmly. She walked away, searching the cupboards for something to eat.

Jonathan grumbled as Watson started cleaning and sticthing the wound. "So, what are you two up to anyway?" He asked. "To get injured so quickly."

"I wasn't any part of it," Halyna said calmly. "You gotta ask him." She pulled out some crackers and hopped onto the counter, munching on one slowly.

Jonathan frowned. "Trying....to get...back...honor..." He whispered softly. "Looking for the heir." He swallowed
Watson flashed a light into his eyes. "Well you can't go about saving the world just yet. You have a concussion."
Watson leaned back and relit his pipe. "Plenty of fluids and bedrest for you, now." He stood. "Milady, you wouldn't mind taking care of him? I'd rather not move him far from here. If you'd like I could stay and watch over him. The main this is, we best get him resting down quickly."

"I'll show you his room," Halyna said. "You can put him there and stay if you like."

Watson helped the man get into bed and he sat him up a little before letting him rest. He made sure his vitals were okay before heading back up and sighing. "You did good. That patch up damn well saved his life, I'd take it. He lost a lot of blood." He leaned against the counter and inhaled on his pipe.

Halyna shrugged. "Looked basically like a pipe broke," she said. "I know how to fix those." She popped another cracker into her mouth.

Watson laughed and nodded, gesturing to her with his pipe. "That indeed." He said easily. "So did he really steal this ship?"

Halyna nodded. "Yup," she said. She undid the top buttons to her shirt and pulled it aside, showing him the dark bruise. "Not the nicest guy if you ask me. Although I guess he did apologize."

Watson winced and leaned further, inspecting it, and consequently looking down her shirt. He couldn't help himself. "Ah yes well....nasty bruise there. Rather unfortunate in fact." He leaned back and puffed on his pipe. "Seems...odd though. I don't entirely notice Levethene's presence. Archime is gone and he shouldn't make such rash decisions trying to save what he can't and know is gone."

Halyna shrugged a bit, rebuttoning her shirt. "I don't see how it matters either way," she said calmly. "They're both shitty and greedy people, getting fat off the lands they claim."

Watson laughed at that. "Ah indeed! but who was fatter? Obviously Levethene." He shook his head. "I do not think Hoff's heart is misplaced. He grew up a part of Archime politics. I just think his heart is blind to where exactly it is. It is very selective on what it lets in and what it wants to see."

Halyna nodded a bit. "Well," she said. "If that's the case I'm sure he'll be getting rid of me soon enough."

"And why would you say something like that?" Watson asked easily, resting back.

Halyna glanced at him and shook her head. "Just know," she said. 'Just a feeling." She turned around and looked through her cupboards for something to do.