Sunspire Mountains dead woman walking

Now what?

His thoughts exactly. She looked from the wound to him, as if expecting something. Glaukos was reminded of that girl he'd left in the woods, and fought back the scowl that tried to crawl across his face. He averted his eyes to the slush and the score-marks in the ground where he'd made the medical wallow.

Home, I guess. He looked towards the mountains he had earlier been climbing, oriented himself with a look at the sun next, and squinted at the clouds and through their misty tendrils. She probably shouldn't be moving until that mud was dry, but Glaukos hadn't thought of that yet.

You got one of those? You idiot, stop picking up strays.