Heron Lake Plateau Hindenburg

At this point Rye was one big ball of, 'I don't know what the hell is going on'. Yet he was going to do his best to help, even if he didn't know what to do other than ask if she was okay. Which was useless considering she hasn't said much but one thing the entire time he has been around. Though he doesn't blame her now, she was vomiting and it was probably best she didn't talk. "Do you need me to go get help? I assume you have a mate, do you want me to find him?" Rye offered, not expecting a reply for a while so he sat down and waited until she was okay.