[ She darts a glance back as they pass the tree, just to make sure he's still with her. She'll be pissed if he trips and she's got to stop and defend him, or something. But he's there, he's fine, it's good. It would be better with like five fewer Nalawi. ]

Just gotta — out into the open. They won't be so fucking brave without all these trees.

[ That's about all the words she can manage, they leave her panting a little more. She's really tired of running. She vaults over a log, which an arrow thuds into a second later. That's another thing she's tired of, arrows. She can imagine it'd really suck to catch one of them.

Ah, wait, she's found a few more necessary words: ] Did you bring any — weapons?