Volens checked himself, he didn't see any wounds, "No, I think I'm alright. My cloak is a little worse for wear though. Are you wounded at all?" He was concearned, more about Penn's well being than the fact that she could turn into a tiger. But it did cross his mind, and now that they were safe it was almost all he could think about. He decided that his questions could wait until they were back in the Hostel, sharing that meal.
Volens stretched his right arm, it still felt stiff. "Well, I still owe you that meal. And I think I have a few questions for. You, if you don't mind sharing." He peeked around the corner, the road looked clear.