She knew that she had asked him to put her down, but even as he did it and she found herself resting against a tree Sam felt reluctant to let go. But she did as she watched him go off to help put out the flames. She blinked her eyes lazily as she looked at him as long as she was able, then she became aware of Coralie right beside her. Sam looked over at the dwarf woman and her smile flickered across her lips. She laughed, though the sound was quiet and tired and with the destruction happening all around them her heart wasn't very into it anyway. But she had to react to Coralie's words in some way. "There's nothing going on with August and me....the Marshal. I meant the Marshal and I...me..." 

She was quiet for a moment, but it gave her a headache to think about it. "There's nothing," she repeated in the most serious tone she could muster, and then she leaned her head back against the tree and closed her eyes. Sam was vaguely aware of Coralie patting her head, but mostly all she could think about was how much comfier she was against this tree than she had been in Raquelle's tent. She must have been tired, and Sam quickly felt herself nodding off into the best sleep she had had in days.

Will was rubbing his eyes, feeling overwhelmed and exhausted, when he heard someone clear their throat. He opened his eyes and it took a moment for him to look down at the dwarf in front of him. He barely had time to blink in surprise or wonder where he had come from when the dwarf began to speak. He mentioned he had companions, an Will briefly glanced about, maybe making out two more dwarves in the vicinity but he wasn't able to make an effort to look closer before the one speaking admitted to starting the fire. Will looked back at him, more shocked and confused than angry at the moment, but he wasn't able to get a word in as the dwarf apologized and bowed and offered them shelter an supplies at the farm they had spotted hours earlier. Will wanted to be furious, wanted an explanation for why they had done this. Many supplies were lost, there were undoubtedly men injured, and Will wanted to demand to be given a reason for this. But maybe it was the dwarf's tone or expression that stopped him from yelling. Or maybe he was just too tired. Will just looked at the dwarf and let out a breath and nodded before turning around to give directions. The men began packing up what was still usable and gathering the horses, and Will spotted Liam where he had left him out of harm's way. Raquelle was with him, and he immediately moved forward. 

Raquelle's clutching hand and simpering tone was all that Liam became aware of, and he wasn't able to keep a civil tone this time. Not in this state. "Let go of me, Raquelle!" he said furiously, looking about the campsite as though searching for her, and he pulled his hand out of her grasp. She had been blathering about Samantha and the girl trying to kill him. It made him want to laugh, but he didn't seem to be able to. He began speaking furiously about her blathering, dangerously close to throwing insults at her. He felt another hand on his arm and was about to yell at her again when he heard Will's voice. It calmed him a little, but he was shaking his head wildly when his friend tried to cooax him up onto his feet. "Will, no. No, Will, I can't..."

"Yes you can, sir."

"Will, I...I can't see. I'm blind."

Will grimaced, but tried to remained as stoic is possible. "I know, Liam," he responded softly.

Liam's tone was shaking in hysterics and fear and his sightless eyes gazed around the campsite. He looked vulnerable, like a mouse caught in a trap. "I'm blind...I can't see anything... I don't understand... What happened? Why can't I see?"