"If they are heading to Senchal, then tracking them may prove fruitless. It would be easy for them to lose themselves in the city, especially since they are likely expecting to be followed." Meesei commented. "We need to gather up our supplies and move our camp, and from what Janius describes, we have other wounded to tend to as well. I would like to send someone to track them, but we may have need of everybody."

Meesei's gaze shifted over to Colors. "Sees-No-Colors, you believe your...pride is in danger. Are you privy to their location?"

Colors nodded. "They didn't want me to be, but yes. Like I said, they took me to them occasionally to prove that they were still alive. They always put a bag over my head, but one time, I managed to poke a hole in it to get a look around. I recognized some landmarks on the road on the way there, so...I think I can take you to it."

"And this outpost itself, what is it like? How well-defended is it?" Meesei asked. 

Colors scratched his head briefly as the thought. "It's...not that big. Maybe six or seven of them there, but...if you don't kill them all quick enough when you attack, they might still be able to hurt my pride."

"That may be true." She responded. It presented her with a difficult choice, but ultimately, she did not want to risk the lives of her allies. "It may be best to send as many of us as possible to mount the rescue. Several of us are already going to need to stay behind, myself included. I would like you to go out and have everyone that is available gather up as many useful supplies as possible from the storage building. We need to assume that this place is no longer safe, so we should make sure not to leave behind useful supplies. We will move our camp elsewhere, then rescue Colors' pride."

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Peiter gave a chuckle, doing his best to avoid showing his pain. Even so, his voice was softer, and more weak than usual. "Of course I did. I wasn't going to let you get hurt. The plan didn't go quite like we wanted. Don't, blame yourself, though. My plan wouldn't have worked any better, I don't think. You stopped me from bleeding to death out there, so yes, I'm going to thank you. You deserve it."

The lift was close to the top, but like Sabine, he was not keen on letting her go. He felt comforted by her embrace, and vindicated in his choice to attempt to save her.