Nahariel opened her mouth, and then shut it again. Again. Looked at the sun, looked at the shadows, looked at the map, and... looked like an idiot. She grit her teeth, and dragged a hand through her hair.

"...Yes. We have."

The small nagging voice in the back of her mind gleefully made note that this was, in fact, her second failure in as many sentences.

"The map--" was useless "--seemed fairly clear. When I got it. In a hurry. From someone who was also in a hurry." She sighed, and then grimaced sympathetically as Sina took another long deep breath.

"Let's... sit down for a moment and look."