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Aye, well, I'll admit I'm not always good at it, but...

[His shoulders lift in a shrug, but it comes along with a small, slightly wry smile.]

If we're going to be friends, listening to your side of things is part of that, I'd say. Besides, it's not as though as I've not done things to try and change bad situations myself.

I appreciate when someone still wants to be friends with me.

[It's not the majority opinion. That as many have it as do is a very welcome surprise. Anders holds out a hand with a raised eyebrow.]

To friendship? Or at least working on it again?

[There's no hesitation on his end. He clasps the offered hand, a much warmer smile replacing that wry one. And at the same time, he brings over his other hand to clap Anders on the shoulder.]

To friendship. And thank you...Anders. I'll admit it'll take me a wee bit to get used to calling you that, but I'm glad I'm getting the chance to know you like this.

If you slip up I'll not be bothered.

[His voice and expression are both relieved.]

It's not like Anders is my given name; I simply don't recall what my given name was and Anders is how I'm known. And I'm glad I get the chance to continue getting to know you.

"Oh, aye, I see."

It does make sense - and put that way he supposes using 'Detlef' would be more or less the same thing, if Anders doesn't know what his real name is. Still, he thinks he'll at least make a go of trying to use Anders, even if he might not always remember it

"Well, it's not as though mine's actually 'Jamie'," he offers. "It's James. But my friends call me Jamie, so..." He breaks off and shrugs, but after a second there's a smile to go along with it. "You're welcome to do that, if you like. Thank you for helping me with the blisters, though. I appreciate it. Is there anything else that I'll need to do with them?"

The flash of smile Jamie gets in return is wryly amused. James and Jamie are close enough to be interchangeable, but he gets the man's point.

"I'd like. And my advice is to not get set on fire again. That'll hinder the healing process." Now it's a faint smirk on his lips. "You should be fine. If it winds up hurting there could be deeper nerve damage and you should seek me out, but I don't anticipate there being anything left. I am very good at what I do. Get some rest, let your body adjust to the damage being dealt with, and you should be fine."

"Fair enough. I'll try and avoid those rage-y demons if I can."

Having that mark in his hand means he's fairly certain there'll be fights where they turn up again, but if it's possible to hit those from a distance and take them out before they can close, he'll certainly not complain. And if not, well...he's not afraid of those beasties, risk of burns or no. He'll do what he needs to do to take them down.

For right now, though, he's happy that the pain is gone, and even though he's been given that warning about the nerve damage, he's not going to worry about it. Instead, he nods - and when that also doesn't cause any lingering pain, he grins and heads towards the tent flap.

"Don't think there'll be any problem, either, but if there is I'll let you know. Suppose I can have a go at that resting thing in the meantime, even if I'll not promise I'll not keep doing that if there's any other trouble. Thank you, though. I'm glad we got to talk, Anders."

"I'm glad as well, Jamie." The man gets a nod as he departs, and Anders feels a great deal of relief as well as surprise. Somehow he still has friends, he still has people who care. It's a wonder. He's not going to think about it too hard, though, because he knows how quickly doubts rise up. One day at a time. One person at a time. He can do this.

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