Of all the people Peiter was angry with, Sabine was not one of them. In his last memories before falling unconscious, she was the one actually trying to help him from under the rubble, so he hugged her as tightly as he was able. "You have no idea how good it is to see you, safe and sound. Uthri told me you were okay, but...it's just good to see you. You're one of the few who actually seem to care about me right now." He said, though before she could respond, he pulled her into quite a long kiss. 

Both Ma'tanza and Bheja were not particularly difficult for Tzirret to find, as they were both following right alongside S'nishi. The Senche-raht had been taken out of her armor for treatment, so her injuries were plainly visible. She had taken at least four arrows, based on the marks on her shoulders and chest. One had even struck her head, but glanced off of her rather thick skull at an angle. There was a patch of fur on her chest that had been burned away by fire, and a distinctive scar across her side from a bolt of lightning. Senche-raht were no doubt strong and durable, but the pain she had been through was was considerable. Bheja had not been on the frontlines for the majority of the fighting, and was essentially unharmed apart from a few bruises. He was walking along S'nishi's left side, reaching up and rubbing his hand behind her ear. Ma'tanza was preoccupied talking to the others, so she did not notice Tzirret until he was right next to them. "Oh, hello Tzirret. Does one of the healers need me, or can you talk now?"

Meesei had decided to rest on one of the carts, though she was not ready to lay down just yet. She had taken one of Sabine's potions, and was feeling considerably better apart from her general fatigue. She was sitting with her feet hanging off the back of the cart, scanning her eyes across the warband as they moved. There were those she had not yet spoken to since her recovery, like Ri'vashi and Gallus. If she saw either of them, she would call them over.