Two Rivers Isle So I'll go, but I'm telling you I don't want to go.

The explanation was pretty much the version Colt knew, so it didn't come as a surprise.  The news of the pups, however, was new, and Colt wondered how Quixote was taking that.  Likely not well.  Fuck, he probably should have checked on him before now.

Later.  For now, he was ready to follow.  Tracking wasn't a strong suit of his, and in the rain? Right.  Hopefully Niamh remembered the way, and Screech was slow.  Or not, honestly.  He wasn't likely to last long on his own anyway, right?