Garsin rolled over and propped himself up on the wall adjacent to the door, the effort making his head spin. When all was settled, he felt like he should pay the woman back for helping him earlier. He saw the satchel in the bar before when he met her, and she was one of the the only other person in there. "I think it is hers. I saw her with it....when she pulled me from outside.... during the fighting. No one else was here...except..." He looked up at her quizzically. Still a little dazed do to the loss of blood, he didn't think about his next choice of words. "So where... is that large fellow... that you were with?" he asked, taking deep breaths.