Garahel, still a bit tense, looks up and whines at Church, but listens well enough and pads away from the two older humans to follow the rest. Inessa quickens her pace to keep up with Church's longer strides, trying to keep an eye on Elsie as best she can...and the overgrown anchor that's now killing her. Granted, she can't see more than a glow through a blanket at this point, but that's not stopping the determined elven Warden from being at her side regardless.

The trip back silent, at least when it comes to Inessa. The heatrbreaking present and near-future is enough that she doesn't have the strength to voice it aloud, now that there aren't parents to chastise. Besides, she's in the presence of two other anchor-bearers, and that Elsie is a horrifying peak into a possible future can't possibly have escaped them. So, she'll remain focused on Elsie as long as she's breathing, respectfully giving the others space unless they bring it up. And after the tormented woman breathes her last...well, there will be another issue to address.