He waited for Gabriel to lay down, dropping his bag down so he could free himself up for what needed to be done tonight. He didn't need sight to know of Gabriel's wounds, able to sense them like magic bleeding from flesh in places. He would use that as a guide for attempting to heal, but for now, he had to wait on that.

"Gorgons are rare, and you're the first I've seen. If it was you, I... couldn't leave you to that fate." He had heard of what happened to some of the creatures in the Western King's terrorizing reign, and that was not a fate that he would leave anyone he was familiar with to suffer under.

He seated himself next to Gabriel's tail, pulling out his water skin and a cloth, dampening it so he could wash the gorgon's wounds. "Word came back to the Guild a gorgon had been captured and you were being shipped. You took out fifteen men and women on that hunting party. It was only the poison that knocked you down apparently. Guild wants the prestige of its members taking a gorgon." He shrugged his shoulders as he wiped. "I think I bring them more prestige letting you go to live your life."