[Guren has been fretting over Dextera in his own quiet way, so knowing that he's able to be up and moving around again without pain is all he needs. He's just finishing up with sharpening his blade, slipping it back into its sheath as he looks over his shoulder.]
Ready?
[Good. He stands, holding out his arms to gesture that Dextera come closer and move past him, downstairs and to the door.]
We can't bring too much, but I have what we could. [The fog hasn't gotten any better, as if things being gray wasn't difficult enough, and so direction is going to be tricky. So is staying close to each other... He glances at Dextera's hand, like he's considering it, but that would limit their reaction time...]
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Ready?
[Good. He stands, holding out his arms to gesture that Dextera come closer and move past him, downstairs and to the door.]
We can't bring too much, but I have what we could. [The fog hasn't gotten any better, as if things being gray wasn't difficult enough, and so direction is going to be tricky. So is staying close to each other... He glances at Dextera's hand, like he's considering it, but that would limit their reaction time...]
We're going to try just heading in one direction.