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Jolanta gave a nod of his head, "Yeah, though I don't stay here. I come and go depending on who needs what of me." He explained to her, feeling that if she wasn't sure that he should let her know. That way she would know that he was there if she wanted him to do anything for her. He didn't lift his gaze, not daring to do so, as he continued, "If you ever need anything of me, Priestess, just call for me. My name is Jolanta and I am a paladin of the Sanctum, meant to serve those who live within its walls."
He didn't quite feel right at the moment given that it was the exact opposite with the Priestess tending to his wounds like this. It was his task to serve her but not the other way around. This felt really strange to him... but here was to hoping that she wouldn't think less of him because he was allowing her to aid him in this manner. Hopefully, when the time came, she would believe that he was someone worth confiding in and trusting in.
"How's it looking?" He asked as he didn't dare to look up at her, not wanting to risk looking at the wrong parts of a Priestess of all people.