She watches his shoulders, and occasionally lifts one hand to give signs to those waiting in the shadows.

She's their First, and it's worth it to keep her alive.

"Another two paces left, Cullen, if you please. We're almost there."

And there is the sound of the stream, and the smell of fresh water (and ferns) in the air. It's a pleasant little clearing they come to, with a stump, a small bank of water-smoothed stones near the creek, and a firepit. Temporary, but it's still seen use in the last few days.