Aery opened her eyes, clinging to Celaena. "I'm s-s-scared, Celaena..." she whispered. She saw her turning her back on Sam. "Celaena, he can come too, can't he? He can come too. You don't have to leave him."
She had to walk. Had to. She slipped out of Celaena's arms, stumbled, hit the ground, rolled. She hissed as road dirt got into the cuts that Ame hadn't been able to heal.
But she got back up. Hanging on Celaena, crying from the pain and the fear. But she got back to her own feet and stumbled along on her own.