Gallus did not turn to acknowledge Peiter's shouts as he swat aside the entrance flap of the tent. Peiter was left alone until Uthri found him again to carry him onto a cart.

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The camp was all set to march out soon enough. The carts and formations left behind discarded tents and supplies where they stood. Some extra material was sewn up to make scarecrows within the camp in a rush. It would possibly fool any scouts that came across the camp, though that was a measure that would be unlikely to work for long.

Sabine succeeded in making three bottles of slow regenerative potions for Meesei before they left. It was enough for three days, as she had said, but she would be able to make more when they set up their new camp. Supply would be steady as long as she had ingredients. With how much time it took her to brew and to have something to eat, she had been so withdrawn that she didn't even hear about Peiter waking up until she went looking for him during the march.

Peiter, whether he was laying awake or trying to sleep on the bumpy ride ahead, would hear Sabine's voice a few minutes into the journey. "Peiter!" There was a slight shift of weight as Sabine leapt onto the cart and crawled over to where Peiter laid. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him closely without any signs of letting go. "I am so glad to see you," she breathed.

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Elsewhere, Tzirret had finally finished the duties assigned to him for the moment. He still didn't know what to say to Peiter, and after hearing about what kind of mood Gallus was in, he didn't seek out him either. He might have gone to find Uthri to get an update on the goings on, but his mind was too closely preoccupied with Ma'tanza. He hadn't seen her since the rush to heal everyone the night before. He wanted to know if S'nishi and Bheja were okay.

He sought Ma'tanza out along the caravan. She had probably been as busy as Tzirret had been.