The man smiled though and shook his head. It was a natural thing to have happen, his leg. Whenever it rained, or grew too cold, it ached, and it was bound to happen that a fierce one would grip him sooner or later. He'd been working so hard as of late, so he wasn't surprised that something would happen to throw him off kilter. Kelsk didn't know this though, so he had to reassure his bond that there was nothing for him to be sorry for. After rubbing the last of the salve into it, hoping it would work as the healers said it would, he got to his feet and found some of the stiffness had abated, though the pain was still there. He washed his hands in the basin, then went to give his wher a scratch. "Nothing you did, my man. Nothing you can help either. I hurt long ago, and it still bothers me, but we need to go out for you."
The agate would have argued, but he didn't, because the thoughts and feelings, the sensation from his still limping handler, told him that all was indeed well. He crooned and clicked, watching and following him around as they prepared. They wouldn't be out long then, he was determined of that much at least, and he did his best not to lean as they made their way outside. What neither of them expected during their trip out was for the wher to slip on rocks he crawled upon in search of a particular scent, and have his foot stuck in a small crevice. Panic had flared, in both himself and Joss as he'd come running to help. Within a few moments though, he'd freed the agate, and decided that their trip out had to be cut short. Think we're done here, man. Let's go get dried up. Food inside. Sound good to you?
There was some disappointment, and Kelsk could sense it. So when it started to hurt his foot to walk, he kept it to himself, figuring it would upset Joss further. He managed to hold it from their link somehow, not knowing he would be more upset over not being told than anything else. As they made their way into the tunnels, his ears flickered against his skull, because a new smell filled his nose, this one a woman's that he did't recognize, and what came with it was a voice and light footsteps against the stone of the tunnel grounds. He nudged Joss, wincing as he did, and that's when the man took notice of something being wrong. "Kelsk?"
He tried to brush it off, the wher did, but he couldn't. He whirred and clicked and offered his paw, and Joss noticed the ichor coming from it, the softness of one or two bones underneath his fingers. He hissed under his breath, then touched the ridges of Kelsk's face. "Man, I'm upset right now, but only because I should have taken you to the infirmary. Come on, let... Fool..." He spotted the figure that he'd heard earlier, and felt his heart beat in his chest. It was almost as if Faranth had sent him a little gift, because maybe now he could get a little help for Kelsk without needing to push him to walk. "Shihei! Think you could give me a hand over here, please?"