Shayre looked at the girl as she tried to get up but failed, her face twisting in pain as she sat down again. As she grasped her head with tears in her eyes he kneeled down next to her while cooing softly, trying to get her to let go of her hair and take the moss.
[i]"Use this to clean your wound, we don't want it to get infected... I can do it too, but it is probably going to hurt less if you try it yourself..."[/i]
He slowly got up again, his legs and back protesting against the movement, tired as they were after walking for what seemed like days. While he leaned back he tried to judge by the height of the sun how long they would still be able to enjoy the sunlight. He probably hadn't been some kind of woodsman, as his instincts told him nothing but the fact that indeed, the sun was going down. It wouldn't be much more than 2 hours however, and that meant... Well he guessed it meant nothing. They were stuck here no matter what. There was no way they were fit enough to keep on going even if the sun wasn't going down. He shrugged and turned around, deciding that there was little use in knowing for sure what was going to happen if there wasn't anything he could do about it either way. Instead, he should use his time to accomplice something productive, like figuring out what their next step should be.

He returned to his list of priorities, and felt strangely accomplished as he managed to write some things off. So far, they had found shelter, something to clean their wounds with, water... Well, to be fair, the water didn't really seem like it was drinkable. Perhaps they could live off the liquid inside the fruits. But that wouldn't be safe unless someone had tested first whether they were poisonous... His head began to spin as he kept coming up with more requirements. Fire, protection, different kinds of food, medicine, bandages... The list kept expanding, each item seeming equally important to their survival, and each of them seeming impossible to accomplish. Yet he had to come up with solutions. He had promised the girls that they would be alright. He had told them where to go, what to do, and they had followed him. He was responsible for their well being now, and as much strength he had gained from knowing that earlier, right now it chilled him to the bone.