Cynric stared at Hunter like he was insane. [b]"Are you fucking kidding me!? My nose is broken and my jaw is fractured, and your saying we're use to pain."[/b] Cynric paused for a second. 

Touching his eye patch he thought back to the moment he lost his eye. A broken nose and fractured jaw was nothing compared to that pain. In fact the pain he felt on that day cut deeper then any knife or blade could. His trust was betrayed and he paid a great price for it. Reaching into his jacket he brought out a cigar and lit it with his finger breathing deeply he sighed out the smoke. Thinking back to the moment his eye was gouged out he had been cocky and stupid. More importantly he had been too trusting. Looking at the group he wondered how far these people would go too protect him. Would the sacrifice themselves to protect him. Some Cynric knew would. They had an aura of honor about them. However others he was not too sure off. Puffing on the cigar he calmed himself down.

[b]"Sorry for lashing out Sergeant it wont happen again. But I promise nothing. Anyway, I was wondering Acele if you have enough energy left to heal my jaw. My nose i can live with. After all, I'm already missing an eye a broken nose is nothing to cry over. But don't push yourself on my account. If you need to rest. Rest. I've seen healers kill themselves by over working their body. In fact this one time, this healer tried to heal a dead person. It, uh didn't really work. Ended up almost killing him."[/b]