A gentle smile appeared on Aiden's tired face as he listened to his servant's reassuring words. He was glad that they didn't hate him for how the events had turned out. He was truly grateful.
"[Goblin] I... I will prom-" Struggling to phrase a sentence he wanted to renew his promise to them, but was quickly silenced, as a set of pained groans reached their ears, coming from the side.
The so-far unconscious baggage they carried through the mysterious tower has finally woke up. With great difficulty the silver-haired prince pushed himself up from the ground, and sat down next to Aiden, leaning against the wall.
He grabbed his temple, rubbing it whilst he was deep in his own muffled grunts and growls, ignoring the audience completely.
"W-what happened…" He grunted after a while, his eyes still closed, as he kept massaging his own temples. "My head… hurts…"