Niamh stumbled out of the woods, horse in tow. She had packed her things up and stowed them away on the horse's back. Her shoulder was freshly bandaged, and she was doing her best not to move it too much.
She had not, however, brushed her hair.
She tied her horse outside the inn, walked inside, and stumbled over to where Ma'tani was. She sat on the ground, leaning against the table.