Damien smiled and shook his head at Adalbert. "Nonsense, nonsense, it was nothing. You merely misplaced your money pouch, correct? What kind of man would I be if I'd let a fellow...soldier...gods man, what are you-NO DON'T TAKE IT OUT!!!" He burst into a shout when Adalbert removed the piece of glass from his arm, watching the blood pour out of the wound. Before he could even respond, Katherine had arrived and the cavalier was asking for her help with his wound. Sighing in relief, he almost dropped to the ground when Adalbert was healed, but decided against it for a multitude of reasons. When Katherine curtsied for him, he turned his head to the side, hiding a blush and bowing in return.

"It's no matter, young lady. There was a much more pressing matter on hand. Besides, from the look of things, would I be correct in presuming you are under Ylisse's employ as a healer? It would hardly behoove me to act presumptuous among my allies. I've already made myself look a fool once today, I've no need to do it again by acting above my station. Lord Xavier and Her Highness Lucina are the true lords here. Besides, we are far from Valm, there is no need." In truth, Damien was trying to push off her behavior for one simple reason: he was damned sick of it. 'Milord' this, and 'Milord' that. Always said mockingly by his peers, even by servants at times. He knew that the young lady meant no offense by it, and he bore her no ill will, but he couldn't help but do his damnedest to leave that title aside for the time being.

As Carn sparred a young recruit came up to him and gleefully asked him if he could train him to be as agile as him at which Carn laughed at it initially telling the boy that his sort of training would leave most men crying for their moms. He explained to the young child that he learned from a barbarian berserker from places unknown. The boy insisted however and Carn handed him a wooden sword while Carn took his own from the nearby rack and he challenged the kid to a fight. The kid charged at him with a decent form but Carn immediately twisted his sword out of his hand with a quick flick of his wrist and smacked the kid full on in the face with his sword sending the kid to the ground. He whistled as a nearby cleric approached and scowled at him deeply at which Carn wanted to laugh harder at. These healers and their naga are no better than those bastard demon worshipping morons over at Plegia. Neither of them were very different they just worshipped their own set of beliefs to help them sleep at night. Carn walked away from the small group and decided to go lay down for a bit he may as well rest while he had a nice bed to use.

"That's right, I am...well, as of today. The Exalt and Lord Xavier need all the help they can get and I thought it was about time I did my part. I was lonely out there all by myself anyway with my parents gone fighting the Risen...." She smiled at Damien.

She nodded to him, she could tell he didn't like being called Lord, "As you wish, Damien." she felt a little weird about it, Katherine was taught to always respect those higher than her in birth and authority, but if it upset him she could tolerate it. Eventually, it would become second nature, anyway. "I'm afraid I don't know much of Valm.... Perhaps, you could tell me more of your country?"

Thankfully, Katherine was willing to oblige his request. "Well...I wish I could, to be perfectly honest. I am aware of a good portion of our land's history, and culture, up until the Reawakening of Grima, but...beyond that, I know little more than small gossips and rumors of political trouble. My teachings were...incomplete when I left home. I wish to perhaps learn how to be a proper nobleman from the Exalt and her brother." Bowing his head gently, he returned her smile. At least she was trying. Whether or not she was interested in Valm was of little consequence. Still, he could try to offer something that he'd learned.

"Actually, there are a few things I do know. Most of our people worship Naga, much like the denizens of Ylisse. The continent, as well as a small, small country that Walhart the Conqueror hailed from before his death, are named for the ancient hero Alm. Not unlike your continent, Valm is split into a number of countries. However, ours are typically much smaller than those on this side of the ocean. The country I was to take would be less than the size of Plegia. It's a nice region, with many kind people. In the wake of what's been happening, our people have decided that sticking together is our only chance of survival."

"As I said I don't know much of Valm anyway, so any information would still be good information to me." Katherine smiled, "And if there was anyone to learn from about that it would be the Exalt and the Prince." she nodded. She actually was interested. She was never taught very much of foreign lands. Katherine always wondered what was beyond her house and Ylisse.

"Oh, what was Walhart like? Father said Chrom only beat him by some sort of miracle. He must've been very strong." she nodded again, "I agree it is....I just hope no one gets the idea in their head to sit things out and try to hold of Grima alone or something."