"Oin." Thorin called the dwarf's name, jerking his chin in Serena's direction. Looking somewhat worried, Oin scurried forward to examine Serena's wound. 
"Is it re-opened?"
"It's all clear!" Dwalin called from the back of the cave. "Nothing here!"
"Then we rest here for the night, and leave in the morning." Thorin nodded.