[Although any fighting he had done had not been extensive, there is always a tension that one doesn't quite realize until they've stepped off of a battlefield, and only then can they feel themselves unwind. Even then, Jacques doesn't allow himself to let down his guard completely. It's more out of habit than fear that there might still be some lingering threat. This place feels safe, and the peaceful, more natural sounds are much preferred to that of the chaotic battleground that they had previously been in.
Not being a healer of any sort, Jacques keeps his distance from the wounded so that he won't be getting in anyone's way. He helps himself to the water from the spring, dribbling some of it from the leaf-cup over his face before drinking the rest.
After making sure his eagle-friend is also refreshed, he takes another look at everything, and all those about. Leaving his gigantic bow gun with the bird, the hunter fills a few more leaves with water, looking to distribute to whomever he comes across that looks like they might need a drink.
He'll even pause by Morpheus to see if he'd care for some water as well, since the mage had been working hard even before they'd arrived.]
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Not being a healer of any sort, Jacques keeps his distance from the wounded so that he won't be getting in anyone's way. He helps himself to the water from the spring, dribbling some of it from the leaf-cup over his face before drinking the rest.
After making sure his eagle-friend is also refreshed, he takes another look at everything, and all those about. Leaving his gigantic bow gun with the bird, the hunter fills a few more leaves with water, looking to distribute to whomever he comes across that looks like they might need a drink.
He'll even pause by Morpheus to see if he'd care for some water as well, since the mage had been working hard even before they'd arrived.]