Cadenza splutters as they gag her, her muffled protests die down when she sees the ship. "Where's Talongarde?" she asked, but with the gag it sounded more like "Hrse Tngde?
Herate wrapped her arm tightly, then sat on the second tree stump.
Daolan rested a hand on her shoulder. "You're all right?"
"Yes, of course. It was only a scratch."