"Hope so," In dreadful Orlesian: "I will needing your directions."

She's in charge of today's venture. The splint on his free hand means light duty for a little. Not that cleaning goes easy. Probably put more elbow grease into this than he would at a blade.

"Y'ever been up this far north?"

Nearer the Anderfels than Churneau. The tree is dead, the branch is empty. He smiles back.