"Now who needs who?" Halt said as he caught his breath. Glancing down at the injured woman propped up against an old tree. The Wargals either gone or killed off by now. Though it was evident that she needed help.

"Oh, go away Arratay." She hissed between gritted teeth. "Especially, if you're here just to gloat."...

A slight twinkle showed momentarily in the old Ranger's eyes. As if he held back a laugh, though he kept it in. "I've never been known to gloat Savea, even when I'm most tempted to do so." He replied, offering her his hand.

"You just, did." Savea retorted with a snort, brushing his hand away as she sat up with a wince . "Ironically, about not gloating."

O'Carrick just rolled his eyes. "Alright then, since you can handle it so well on your own. We'll leave now." He remarked, his two Apprentices watching in curiosity from behind him to see how it'd play out.

Halt then motioned for the two to follow him as he turned to go. Starting to walk away from her as he pulled back up his hood. Holding his bow in his hand.

"No, wait."... She said after a moment as they were halfway down the trail. "I, wouldn't mind your help"...

The Ranger couldn't but then resist giving a slight, hidden smirk. He knew her well, over the few past years of meeting. Though she seemed to have forgotten how cunning he could be. "I thought you might." Was all he said as he carefully helped her up. "Gillian, help her up on one of the horses."

The young man gave his elder a nod. Taking Savea's hand to assist her in getting onto Tug. Who was one of the calmer of the ponies and would be suited for her to momentarily ride . "Sorry Will." Gil explained. "Looks like you're going to have to walk."

The woman gave a slight grunt at that. "I'm not disabled just because I'm injured you know." Came her comment.

Halt rose a brow, his arms crossed. "We're not stopping for two miles. You'd be walking like a drunken fish. You're riding, Will will be fine."

Will went to protest, but kept his mouth shut. Thinking it wise to do so.

She gave a sigh in response. "I'll walk." She said stubbornly. Halfway trying to get off while she spoke.

"No, you won't." Arratay retorted, stopping her mid progress. "You're riding." He added, his voice still surprisingly calm.

Savea gave him a slight glare, shaking her head. "Fine you stubborn man, I'll ride. But I'm walking if I feel like it." She almost snapped, getting back on slowly.

Treaty gave a sigh, running a hand though his short hair as he watched the two. This, he could tell. Would be a long trip.