Firestone Hot Springs baby, you're like lightning in a bottle

Murdock eyed her skeptically for a moment, wondering whether or not it would be a good idea to turn her loose on the wilds. He was worried about losing track of her, but more than that, he was worried she'd go off and die or something. "Why don't you come back to Morningside with me," he suggested, trying not to sound like he doubted her ability to take care of herself. "Where I can keep you warm and we can get a good meal in you. You're not going to be very much fun to have around if you go and die of exposure."

Whoops. He'd said it anyway. Oh well - she'd have to learn that he was a blunt one, if she was going to be around him. "My brother has a litter whose mother was a dog," he said conversationally, making his way out of the spring and shaking the water from his legs. Damn, he was going to regret getting wet in a moment. He began to lead the way back to the plateau, having had just about enough of the wilderness for one day.