Duskfire Glacier find me where Cernunnos makes his revelry

I could leave you here to rot.

Satori considered it humourlessly for a moment. At least then she would not have to deal with his brazen attitude. But he relented, eventually, and she hobbled quickly to drape herself over his spine like a furry sack of potatoes.

"Thank you," and while it is genuine, her cheeks burn. This was the second time in the span of less than 24 hours she'd been reliant on a man to save her skin, and Satori despised the blow it had to her independence. "Go west, I'll guide you. And don't mention this to Faust, would you?" She didn't want him fretting again!