Keith shook his hand, but stayed silent for a long moment, perhaps several minutes, "I know you are wondering the same thing, where was I, I really don't know, one moment I was with you guys, another moment, I found myself on the beach... I lied back there, but I did not know what else to say, It troubles me that I have no recollection of what happened, and what transpired."
Keith took a seat, and began to sharpen his already sharp blade, "I am not going to discount Sildarin's bravery, I have a probem with seeing visible weakness, I was trained to supress such things, it irks me to see it so visibly, and diplomacy was not a skill I was ever blessed with."
Keith took a rock, and tossed it into the trees, "I didn't expect a warm reception, so no need to be sorry, if I have to earn respect, I am willing to do so, I only have two concerns right now, saving these villagers, and protecting those dear to me," Keith glanced over his shoulder at Charlotte, and then turned to Mortimer, "but again thanks for the company, I much prefer this to being alone, I have been alone a long time..."
But I don't have to be anymore...