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He huffed and puffed and then. “I do not flirt. I only clarified.” Which was his form of flirting apparently. “I don’t plan to make a habit out of flirting with my patients. Not now, not ever. Once healed I have no qualms, but until then I won’t get involved. Things get.. messy. In less than enjoyable ways.”

Was that experience talking? Maybe. Either way the talk of wolves had Somnium puffing up just like Oberon, getting up to go look out a window like he was watching for something. Something that Marco could tell was just a lot of posturing. “Tales and myths. One is true, so might the other be. A rather frightening notion if so. I hardly think myself a fighter of any sorts. I tend to avoid battlefields. Messy, poorly equip, and once you heal a man he runs off to get injured again. A pointless business, fighting.”

Her laugh just made him fume silently at her. He did not enjoy being mocked. Or feeling like he was being given backhanded compliments. “I do my work. Now-“ He finished up the herbs on honey mixture a thick gold and green sticky paste. It was a small amount in the bowl, but he set it her direction. Then he poured himself some broth, blowing on his cup.

“It’s best to take the honey and herbs then get some broth. You can do it the other way around, but the after taste is not always palatable as time wears on.”

He glared at her, eyes narrowing. She was getting him riled, and Somnium was more amused than seeming ready to stop him. It was only when he looked at the deer that realized why and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Somnium, ever thinking he knew what was best. The lady was just as stubborn as him, maybe she would break Marco down a bit. Marco just needed to ignore the little jabs. Talk of something else. Like their four legged companions.

“Somnium likes any attention. Good mostly, but he’ll take the bad with it. He’s a bit of an attention whore if you will.” The guardian looked over, stomping a hoof down as if to deny it. “He stomps his hoof, showing that he is offended at the idea that he might prance around much to the delight of many children and a few women was come across.” A frozen deer, Marco snorted. More stomping before the buck puffed up. “See, he’s one for attention, even if he’d not admit it outright. Dramatics.” A snort from Somnium, he went back to looking out the window.

Rajani’s face as she took the mixture had the thin line of a smile on Marco’s face. “Now just image how much worse it would have been without the honey, or, without broth to wash it down. Oddly? Children take it better than adults. My theory is because children put worse things in their mouths.” Still she took the medicine, and the doctor was slightly at ease. “It’ll be awhile before we see any effects, but it’s a start. Since I expect you plan to stay here for the night, I think I will need to do the same to check in the morning on you.” He looked around. “I can sleep further from the fire, let you keep a bit of privacy.”

The snubbing from Oberon got a laugh out of Marco. “Well, not the worst. Some royalty, or nobles at least have manners and pay their doctors on time. Other? Might as well be pig farmers. No, I take that back, that is insulting to both the pigs and the farmers. Even if our legendary companions act prissy, they are loyal. No matter what happens, I’ve never seen Somnium stray far from me, and he tends to fret if we get separated. I had to go into a mansion once and naturally they wouldn’t let him in. He was a foal at the time, but still, he was an animal to them. But a few hours later, he’d apparently snuck his way in from the kitchens in order to find me. My blessing was the fact the nobleman’s daughter was quite smitten with a baby deer in her bedroom.” Somnium puffed, recalling the memory. Of a little girl’s cough followed by a laughter. It was a happier memory.

At the joke about ravishment, Marco blushed a bit, waving his hand. “Like I said, I don’t get into relations with my patients. After? Hard to say. Maybe you only want to ravish me in order to get out of paying, or, to make off with what coin I have.” That might have happened once when he was younger. “But knowing him, he’d think it amusing rather than something I need to be protected from.” The guardian gave him a sly look. “….God damn it.” He went to nurse his own broth.

Marco snorted. "Males get jealous easily enough. It's our nature. Loyalty is just a fancy way of saying we don't want to share. Boys get jealous, men become loyal. When they're not? Well then they're just fools." He shrugged, waving it off.

Getting up to pull off the bed roll from Somnium, the deer shuffled, as if to say, 'excuse me, I am watching things here'. The doctor remained unimpressed. Taking said bed roll off to the side, he began to lay it out.

"Pity. I think myself rather desirable. But no, it was more... a thing. A thing women in general try to do if they can. Some men too. I don't mind bartering but really. I'm a doctor, not some lord."
He was the son of one, but that hardly did anything for him.

"Either way, it's a moot point. We both will need out sleep. In the morning I'll check your well being and if all is well, we'll part ways." He got onto his side, Somnium going next to him, laying down. "You can pay me in the morning." He waved his hand in the air, as if it was trivial."

“I’m a doctor, sometimes they pay me for being insightful.” A snort. “Not often as I’d like really.” Rolling onto his side her gave his guardian a pat on the head like one would a dog. A snort from Somnium, the doctor amended his touch to a gentle rub under the chin.

“If I get a cold I’ll make sure my companion didn’t steal my blanket.” Somnium just curled himself up like he’d never done it. “Sleep well all the same Rajani.” Marco was at least determined to get some rest.