Sunspire Mountains dead woman walking

Oh my bad! I blame the 2 hours of sleep.

The way she reacted — scrambling with reaching steps at first and then truncated and frenzied — told Glaukos enough. He saw how she favored her movements. The fear in her face would've once made him feel elated; but now he was only breathing deeply and saying, Right, see, you're good.

Well, except that nasty score to her side.

She'd finally stopped and the two eyed one-another. Glaukos was aware of how broad-figured he was, and usually used that to his advantage to keep people the hell away. In this case he tried to lower his head a little bit, trying to make it clear he wasn't about to do anything.

You're hurt. You want some help with that? He could at least do a basic soldier's field-dressing, but he wouldn't approach her unless she was open to it.