Swiftcurrent Creek the road that led us here

he seems to know that same about this as she, which is to say next to nothing. "they'd better," she grumbles, and is certain she'll be thoroughly unimpressed if they take any longer than 'soon'. she wants to know where he's been, but that would imply she wants him close, and she's already decided she can handle this more or less on her own. she can rely on Rosalie, she knows. 

"any luck recruiting?" her own attempts have been less than substantial, and the fatter she gets the less useful she feels as a potential recruiter.