Ankyra Sound those darkened waters spur

Raleska’s arrival on the scene put him at ease if only just a little bit; where he was panicked and at a loss, she seemed to handle the situation better. She gave orders effortlessly and the healing woman responded, even going so far as to prepare a method of transport awhile. The second things were better stabilised and the injured able to be moved, Aningan got to work; he was gentle in how he tugged at her body, and grateful when another male appeared. He paid extra close attention to her wounds, unintentionally doubting the integrity of the bandages that marked them. And while he did not share these thoughts aloud, the constant drift of his gaze back to her injuries was as clear as day.

Once Erzulie was situated over the branch, he stole a quick glance at Velen to make sure he was ready, and then grasped tight to the branch wherever he could; to tug in sync was no easy feat, bringing him to settle for close-enough-is-good-enough. All that mattered was that she reaches the destination as quickly as they could manage without toppling over.