Korrin's beginning to feel heavier with every step Hermione takes, but it wouldn't exactly be proper manners to remark on that or to risk having her drop onto the ground as she switches sides. So she bites her lip, trying to reassert that grip around Korrin even if her arm isn't nearly long enough to wrap around her waist, resisting the urge to double her speed when chatter from the tents becomes audible.

"You don't have to do anything for me," she tells her. "Really. I just appreciate knowing you're here, and that you'll be all right before too long."