Throughout the whole ordeal, Peiter did what he could to keep his mind empty, but it was something he simply could not do. Knowing what was happening was enough to give him thoughts he didn't want at the moment. Her healing was good enough to keep him out of pain, at the least, but that also meant that there was less to distract. "Yeah, probably. It does feel nice running without them in this heat, but it's definitely, [i]definitely[/i] not worth it." 

Sabine was able to remove the thorns and heal the superficial cuts, but unfortunately, Peiter was starting to face a problem of a different nature. As soon as he could, he stood up and faced away from Sabine before it got worse. He stared off at seemingly nothing in the forest as his heart started racing. With more time to think, he might have faced towards the camp and started leading the way back, but currently, he was facing the wrong direction for that. He gave no explanation for why he suddenly jumped up and turned away, but he had appeared rather nervous beforehand. 

Vilana put on a frown as well as she thought back to that particularly unfortunate part of her past. "Well, I never knew any of his pack, or cared to ask who they were. Honestly, I never wanted to see his face again. If he has an arrangement like that with someone...then honestly, it doesn't surprise me in the least. I prefer something more intimate, honestly."

Turning her head to S'ajira, Vilana's expression became a bit more positive. "Well, this...Colors not withstanding, I do look forward to meeting the rest of you all. You are the first real outside contact we've had since the attack." 

S'ajira lifted her head up towards the pair and nodded, then stretched out her muscles in a relaxed fashion to demonstrate that she had taken no offense. She knew not only that Vilana's criticisms of Colers were valid, but that she was far from the first woman to make them.