To help or not to help, that was the question. On one hand, she would be completing an random act of kindness that may benefit her in the future. On the other, he could ultimately be an enemy intent on her capture by utilizing a false sense of security–She had just escaped her lovely pursuers days ago.Â
If only Nilin’s heart was that stone-cold.Â
“Come on,” she heaved the fallen soldier upright, struggling to maintain his balance, “I’m afraid I’m not from around here, but if you could direct me to somewhere with water, that would be great.”Â
His outfit was just as heavy as it appeared. Already her shoulder groaned in protest of the sudden weight though all she could manage was bouts of grunting from the exertion. Why anyone would imprison themselves in metal was beyond her.Â
Stahl certainly would repay this woman for helping her out, that was just the way he was. True, Stahl never asked for anything in return when he was on the giving side, but if he received, then not without returning the favor. That simply did not sit right with him. Reliefed to find her helping, a sigh escaped his lips, as she tried to help him up. Guilt quickly washed over him, still wearing his armor he made this way too hard on his company.
Thus, the cavalier mustered what little energy was left to shift his balance, to not only literally take the weight off her shoulders. "I apologize for making you help me out, this is so embarrassing..." Slightly ashamed, Stahl laughed, then pointed to the left.
  "I think if I recall correctly there is what they call convenient store a few steps away. I'll try to walk on my own, I do not wish to damage your shoulder. I just... needed that little starting help." Once more, Stahl laughed, trying to regain his balance. Neither dizziness nor shaking legs managed to stop him from trying. "Once again, I beg your pardon, my lady."
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