"Hathcyn... are you with me?"
"Yes," said the injured man, trying to appear more ready that he actually felt or looked.
"Good," Grimbeorn replied gruffly, and giving a wan smile to the man's dedication to duty and honor. "You and I will need horses and some provisions, we set out as soon as we may to see to our friend." To the bird, he commanded, "Find Esgalwen, to the south I think you'll likely find her and her Dalish companion. Tell them what you've seen and that I request their assistance for Hathcyn and I leave to deal with this." With a loud squawk of acknowledgement, the bird fluttered off with his hopes of finding his friend in time.
While he prepared for his departure, he bade messengers give word to the thanes of what is transpiring and his intention to confront the harassers lest they look and find him not in the hall of Beorn.