You know, she can practically hear Root's voice now—and it's not just the lingering effects of the Nightrenders dragging up memories like crap from the bottom of an old well—saying how if she had an ounce of sense in her, she'd have bolted north ten minutes ago. Maybe twenty. Instead, she's still here, running around helping people. With none of her usual gear.

She catches the hulking silhouette in the corner of her eye first, and honest to Frond she almost has a heart attack thinking it's one of the monsters coming her way, and getting a better look only makes her think it's a new monster— until said monster turns into a teenage human. A teenage human with a very no nonsense attitude to the situation, apparently.

Uh, what?

There's a lot of things she could say right now, but instead of any of them she just says, "...sure, I can do that."