"It's fine." Kevin pushes himself up on the bed, holding an arm across his guts. The remnants of his shirt fall away from a well defined chest. He stops Mimsy from jumping up on the bed.

"We'll be leaving shortly, if you've a horse to ride. If not, you'll ride with Josh." Josh being the healer. He's not arguing about her coming at least.

"Mimsy, sit." He orders the dog who whimpers and sits next to him, her paw on his leg as he swings his legs over the side of the bed. "I'm sorry we intruded and that Josh seems to think that separating you from family is a good idea."