Andrew watched Angel's fingers as she worked. She was careful. Straining to focus wasn't actually helping so he let his eyes close again, trusting her to help him without hurting herself.

Finally her sigh wore through any hope of his getting rest while she lingered.

"Angel, that creature is going to have to kill something. What if it finds a woman gardening, or a man driving his cart down the road in its attempt to heal? You need to track it before it's too late. It's too important to wait any longer. You know where to find me. And if you stop the creature, I'll be safe enough here. Split up, go without me. They're counting on you." He told her, fully convinced that it was the best plan they had.