[Under any other circumstances that did not have to do with life and death, Haurchefant probably would have made some sort of flirtatious comment about their compromising position. He is thinking it, but he wisely keeps it to himself considering everything at the moment.]

Ha, we're both fortunate that my chainmail took the brunt of you! Not that I should think to complain if I took all of you.

[Well. Mostly keeping it to himself.]

Alas, I regret that we could not have the Archbishop listen to you. It seems for now, perhaps we should regroup and have your wounds seen to proper?

[He goes to sit up slowly, but keeps an arm braced around Aymeric to help him, keep him steady. Over his friend's shoulder, he sees the Warrior approach, looking frustrated for a moment before relieved after glancing both of them over. Eventually, they nod, seeming to agree that regrouping is for the best.]