"Calm down." Keribo said calmly and quietly as he approached the woman, not at all deterred by the stench or the way she was almost panicking. He smiled at her. "Everything's going to be alright. You're lucky we found you. My name's Keribo." With this heat, it was very possible she was experiencing a heat-stroke, which confusion and disorientation is a major sign. And since she's in the middle of this ridiculously large desert, it's almost an impossibility that she just got out here. He turned back to Susanne when the others got to them. There was no time to waste. "Have Hector shade her" -he looked at the others- "and someone get me the water and a rag. We're turning back immediately after I've finished and we're taking her with us. It's not like we were really going anywhere anyways."

He turned an accusatory glare at Kanji, damning him in his mind, both for getting them lost and for reasons he probably wouldn't remember when they were out of the heat. Damn this heat was making him cranky... After telling them what to do, using a tone that definitely conveyed the urgency of the situation, with a sprinkling of heat induced 'don't fuck with me/just do what I tell you' anger, he turned back to the woman and started checking her, without her consent, feeling her forehead and looking her over for signs of dehydration or overheating. "How are you feeling Miss Hanji?" He asked, the anger seeming to dissipate instantly.