Swiftcurrent Creek Don't make any sudden moves.

Indra wasn't listening to reason.
Anything either shadow said, she took as a falsehood. Her loyalty to Colt and the gang was everything for her. She'd lost all other connections in the darkness of her own freedom — after Bearclaw, in the freedom that she found for herself, there was nothing. Colt discovering her and offering her another path was what kept her alive — and so she was dedicated to him, to the gang, beyond all sense of reason.
As the man turned and grabbed the vessel, she wondered to herself if he had the same connection here, to Yellow Eyes. What did this beast know of loyalty? Of truth?
She didn't have anything to say, and watched him go - wishing she had the power to make his heart stop with a glare. Maybe she'd take that eye, the one that was circled in white, so when Colt did come to save her she'd have something to show off to him. They could joke about it later, and all would be right.