While Sinbad was out of the room, Mya took a moment to nervously chew her bottom lip before managing to summon up the courage to finally ask quietly, "Uh... Um- I-If you don't mind my asking," Causing the emerald eyed man to glance at her from the corner of his eye as he laid the cup of what was left of the willow bark tea aside for later. "How exactly did I get injured?"
Ja-far gave her his full attention for a moment, his expression just a bit surprised since he hadn't expected her to ask him about the incident so soon, if at all, that is. But he supposed that in her place, he would have some questions too. Like who, what, when, why, where, and so on. Which left him feeling somewhat uncomfortable about how to answer her.
It wasn't like it was a secret.
Well not to everyone outside of Kouen, Sinbad, and their general's that is.
But at the moment he wasn't sure if his king would appreciate him filling her in since he was probably intending for Hinahoho to tell her himself as a part of his of making amends for harming her. That way she could hear the details straight from him, as well as the reasons why, and punish him as she saw fit since she was the one that had been physically injured by him.
Which left him with the only solution he could think of.
Dropping to his knees before her, he reached out and gently took his lady's hand. The one that wasn't impeded by her injury, and brought it up to his forehead and pressed his skin against her own in a sign of subjugation and said very softly yet sincerely, "Forgive me my lady, but I cannot answer you're question. Fore I do not know if I would be crossing a line I should not cross." His actions and formal speech made her shift slightly, uncomfortably as she mulled over his words.
She had already come to realize that the place she was in was for lack of a better word, strange. Which meant that it would likely have peculiar and difficult to understand, custom's. And because of that knowledge- she was led to believe that the laws and government ruling the area- were also strange. Which was why she was trying so hard no to get involved.
But it was hard.
It was already painfully clear to her that the place- or country that she was currently in was terribly lacking in many fundamental ways. Much like it was painfully clear to her that the man on his knees before her was a servant of some kind despite his status to others in public. And the one he worked for was a noble of some kind.
Sighing when the man didn't immediately rise after speaking, she realized that he was waiting on her to order him to stand and felt herself becoming angry on his behalf. Yet somehow managed to curb her temper enough to keep it from showing as she extracted her hand from his light grasp and put it on top of his head and muttered, "Come on. Stop it already and get up."
Ja-far slowly got to his feet and stared down at his lady with a curious expression on his face, wondering why she looked so uncomfortable. "You're not mad m'lady?" He asked almost tentatively only to find himself on the receiving end of a slight glare.
"No." She replied as she settled her hands in her lap with a small wince as Sinbad finally returned carrying a medium sized chest in his hands and a big grin on his face.
"Here is all of the bathing soaps and lotions and such. Each one is in a jar and I keep a few spare empty jars sometimes. Do you think you can make use of them?" Sinbad asked as he set the chest down and quickly unlatched the lid so that she could see.
Carefully starting to move so that she didn't wind up jostling her wounded shoulder, when both Sinbad and Ja-far automatically moved to stop her and pushed her back down into the sitting position that she had formerly been in a few seconds ago.
"Stay down." Both men practically shouted at her at once before Sinbad growled out,
"There is no reason for you to bother moving while injured." Causing Mya to sigh, tired of the two men telling her what to do Mya let them finish pushing her back down before smacking both of their hands sharply and hissing at them.
"If I'm going to make my own bath soap- I need to be able to smell, mix and jar it."
"We can do that for you." Sinbad argued. Obviously the man was possibly more stubborn than she had originally believed him to be.
"That is unacceptable to me." She said as she gave them both an irked look before going on to say in a slightly peeved tone, "I'm not a child to be coddled. I'm used to doing things for myself regardless of my physical state of well being. Letting other's do something for me when I can do it myself is unacceptable!"
Both men blinked at her, unsure of what to say to her to get her to stop her bristling. It was more than obvious from her words that she hated having other's trying to help her, whether injured or not.
Ja-far glanced over at Sinbad, wondering how he would deal with her need for such freedom and independence. However he went about it- it probably didn't bode well for the rest of them since only a few of them had ever escaped a woman's ire.