He left his armor back there, maybe ask him about that?

"Sanna wonders if you should've picked up your armor back there, what if more people come and attack us?" You ask

"We'd be dead regardless, look at us." He says, pointing to his side and glancing back at your shoulder.

He did have a good point, plus you doubt he would've wanted to bend over to actually pick up the pieces. You realize that all of the excitement from earlier has left you feeling parched, you awkwardly reach into your bag and retrieve your waterskin, drinking a generous amount of water, Nacius looks back at you, wondering what the noise was and looks at the waterskin.

"If you don't mind mi-Sanna, could I have some water?" He asks.

You get one last gulp in and hand the waterskin over to Nacius.

"You think Sanna is just going to leave you hanging? You saved this ones life, she can afford a bit of water." You tell him.

Nacius drinks a generous amount of water too, the waterskin is now almost empty. Nacius hands it back to you and wipes his mouth.

"You saved my life too Sanna, if you didn't stick that Dunmer bastard in the back, he would've killed me." He says.

You shove the waterskin back into your bag and you realize that you never got that dagger back, but at this point you really didn't care.

"Have you ever been injured like this while out on patrol, Nacius?" You ask

Nacius chuckles and rubs his eyes.

"Can't say that I have, the worst injury I've gotten before this was a nasty scratch from a goblin." He says

You can't recall any injuries that were as bad as this one, you broke your arm one time in a nasty fall, but that was it, no foreign object protruding from your body.

"Sanna has never been hurt like this either, it is surreal to her, like it is something that could not happen." You tell him.

"It does kind of feel like that now that I think of it." He replies.

Things go quiet again, the three of you just keep walking, hoping that you can get to Skingrad in one piece, you feel your shoulder begin to ache, the throbbing pain comes back for a moment, but it mostly goes away, you're still in a lot of pain, but the focus on other things is keeping you from collapsing and desperately clutching the wound.

"How are you holding up Nacius?" You ask.

He sighs.

"I'm fine, little stabbing never hurt nobody." He chuckled.

"How about you?"

"Sanna is fine, talking actually helps with the pain, it makes her focus on other things." You reply.

"Yeah... sorry I'm not as talkative as I normally am, just a lot of pressure right now." He apologizes.

"Do not apologize Nacius, things are looking very dire for the two of us, Sanna doesn't blame you for not being able to engage in small talk." You tell him.

Nacius looks down at his wound, the bleeding appears to have stopped completely, that realization causes him to breath a sigh of relief and look back at you.

"How's the bleeding?" He asks.

You didn't know, you don't feel inclined to put your hand directly on the wound to feel anything, but judging by the now dried blood on the bandaging, you assume that it's either very slow, or stopped entirely.

"Sanna is fine, it's either very slow, or stopped entirely." You reply.

"That's good, Skingrad has good healers, they'll get you fixed up in no time." He says in an assuring tone.

You nod your head and he goes back to looking forward at the road ahead, you take a look at your surroundings, just behind some trees you make something out, it's the ruins of an old oblivion gate!

"Woah, Nacius look!" You tell him excitedly.

You point out the destroyed gate to him, when he notices, his eyebrows raise in surprise.

"I've never seen that out here before, and this is my main patrol route, that sure is something." He says.

"Sanna thought the empire cleaned all of them up?" You say.

"Well, it's apparent that they didn't get all of them up if that thing is still there, what a sight."

Slowly, as the three of you continue following the road, the ruined gate disappears. The sky is beginning to turn orange, daylight was running out.

"How much further Nacius?" You ask.

He looks around for a moment and looks up at the sky, sighing as he sees the sky beginning to darken and turn orange.

"At this rate, we have another two or so hours until we reach Skingrad, it'll be dark by then, but with some luck we should be able to make it." He says

"Sanna better have some good luck after being shot." You say

Nacius chuckles and looks at you for a moment.

"I have a strange question to ask, but I'm genuinely curious." He says

You wonder what he could be asking, your mind begins to race again, but you suppress that and nod to him.

"I don't want to sound rude or anything, but why do most of your people talk in the third person?" He asks with a slight grin.

You felt yourself calm down internally, that was it? That's what he wanted to know? You chuckle a bit before answering him.

"It is our dialect, Sanna supposes, if you didn't know this Nacius, Khajiit do not natively speak Cyrodiilic." You answer sarcastically.

"I know, I know, but it's strange that none of the other races really do that, I've heard of some Argonians refering to themselves in the third person, but it's almost universal for Khajiit." He says.

You try to suppress your native accent and dialect.

"Well Nacius, I find it strange that your people talk like this, but to you it is completely normal." You say with an exaggerated Cyrodiilic accent.

Both you and Nacius laugh for a moment.

"Well, regardless, I think it's interesting, kind of cute, if I'm being honest with you." Nacius blurts out.

You give him a weak slap on the side of his face, again you felt embarrassed, but he just kept laughing.

"Don't think our little war has ended Sanna, I've got a whole treasure trove of these." He says with an aura of smugness to his voice.

You shake your head and look down to the ground, you began to think if you should ask him outright if any of what he has been saying is true, or if you should continue with this battle of flirtations you've been having with him, either way, you felt your cheeks warm up and your tail curl.