Witch's Marsh off the beaten path

Sesi was as green as a bulb in a plant nursery, and Cicero took full advantage. By the time Sesi realized what she had revealed, it was too late. The young girl clapped her mouth shut, glaring (plastic) daggers at the wolf opposite. She was on the cusp of bolting for a second time that day when Cicero complicated things further. "Xan?" It just slipped out! Sesi scrunched her face up and spat something rude under her breath, stress levels rising in tandem with the tears. "Just turn around and go home! There is no Desna!" And no Sesi either, at least according to Xan.