Blackfeather Woods pulling me underneath

Good gods, they were stopped again. His agreement had led to the progressing only a few steps before he stopped, and yet instead of more protesting, he leaned against her. She did not shy away, assuming his nasty-looking leg injury slowed him, and twisted again to face him when he made his proposition. Her brow wrinkled, incredulous, and while a moment passed in which she considered it, her words were quick to point out the obvious fault in that plan. "I'll take you there. but I attacked you - I hardly think you, or they will want me around." She shifted forward, hoping to propel the boy into slow movement, disliking extremely the possibility of running into someone like Ganondorf.