"Whatever company that bastard hired out still owes me a month's worth of pay," he growls with irritation. Guts doesn't deny that they have a relationship, but it was more transactional than friendly. His interest in his employers started and stopped with the job, and he didn't get paid til after he came back to collect. Being kidnapped from the battlefield put a stopper to that one, obviously.

"Hope the old lady's made good progress on fixin' up my sword, cause it won't be of much use cutting down bandits in the state it's in."

He has not commented yet on the bandages, but stays still for Vena, so she must be wrapping them just right. He can tolerate the necessary touching, and the sooner they get to breakfast the better.