Ayrix was greatly gladdened by his friends' kindness...
"A sip of your water will suffice, Lord Tear. It sounds like a precious commodity, I daren't waste it...many thanks, yes, many thanks..."
Ayrix then saw Emiru, and smiling weakly, brought himself to his knees and wheezed "Emiru! How goes it? I'm sorry I couldn't help after the battle...I appear to have fainted...no need to worry, though. I have a strong constitution, I just pushed myself to the limit with all the spellcasting I did yesterday. I'll be good as new by afternoon! I don't think I can eat breakfast though...until we get out of this field anything I eat will taste like blood and death..." Ayrix gave another grin to Tear and Emiru and crawled to a spot in the grass to lay down. He took off his blood-stained, tattered Druid's robe and spread it atop the grass, laying on it after that. He then laid his Fenrir tome and Physic staff to his side and laid down for a couple hours' recuperation.
"If you need anything, just ask! I am at your service!" Ayrix shouted before reclining to watch the clouds...