The rest of the pack joined Janius, though they naturally made way for Janius to go in first. Ahnasha stayed close beside Fendros, while Lorag stayed in the back. It would be enough for him just to see how she was doing. 

Ko’tanza guided Janius towards the tent Kaleeth had been moved to. “Kaleeth…she was very badly hurt. Very badly. She is the toughest patient this one has ever had, though. Such a strong soul. It’s just, well…we did everything we could for her, but…”

As they reached the tent, Ko’tanza pulled open one of the flaps for Janius. Just inside, Kaleeth was laying back on a cot. She was back into her Argonian form, with her body still bruised, and still scarred from wounds that were slow to heal. For a werecrocodile, all would heal in time, except for her formerly-mangled leg that had now been amputated from the knee down. She was slow to react in general, but between her shallow breaths, she turned her gaze towards Janius…and smiled.