Vas’tan had been cleared to leave the medicae. I just visited and brought him some of the banana bread that was made with the massive amount of bananas the Raven Guard brought.
We sat on his bunk eating banana bread as I told him of what was happening on the ship while he was gone then he told me of his mission.
Vas’tan: I found something for you while I was down there, Little Serf.
SalSerf: you did not need to do that, my Lord! Although, I suppose I did get you something as well.
Vas’tan: Oh? And what is that?
SalSerf: The other serfs and I were playing a game and my team won, I got a trophy and I wanted to give it to you.
Vas’tan: How fitting, that you wish to give me a trophy of your exploits. *pulls out a large pouch and empties its contents* This is a trophy from mine.
SalSerf: *holds up a half melted helm of a Word Bearer, absolutely bewildered* my Lord?!
Vas’tan: He had sought to make a liar of me, trying to break my promise of a swift arrival. He was unsuccessful. I made sure of it. And please, it just Vas’tan from now on.