'I'm sure the wounded bleeding out in the streets will see his medical care as truly needed, don't you?" He asked rhetorically. "I can't help on the marriage front. Other than that I got married when I was your age, and she died of the plague six years ago. Hurt me real hard, in here." He tapped his breastplate over his heart. 
"As for a spy..." He walked over to the corpse of the Goblin that had made it inside earlier and picked up its sword. His magic armour melting away to reveal a dark coloured tunic. "I'll do anything for the people I've sworn to protect." He then walked over to one of the bodies of one of the soldiers who had died in Quincy's care. "Including defecting." With one quick strike, Deo removed the head from the body. "I'll drop the boy off at one of the triage tents before I get to the enemy lines." He lied. If he could get the Medic of the Princess's Personal Court, it would be a really good sign of faith that the Goblin King couldn't possibly deny.