Nathaniel can feel his wounds closing and his bruises lessen as Martin's healing magic surrounds him. With Anders' support he manages to make it to the couch, sitting down rather gracelessly. "Many thanks," he breathes out, his eyes closing briefly.

"I wasn't stabbed," he answers Anders' question finally. "I was set upon by those..." he tries to remember what they were called, "...Masked. They hit me in the back with something after they wrestled me to the ground." His expression darkens. "I think they put one of those chips into me."