Edwina opened her eyes and slowly pushed herself into a sitting position, softly touching the place where the arrow had been, but a blood stain and a hole in her shirt seemed to be all that remained. She still felt a bit weak, but was recovering quickly and sent a smile of thanks toward Alya. "It seems I am in your debt," she said as she started to her feet. It seemed she had chosen a good travelling companion. 

"And in yours," she added, looking toward Hugh. Straw, who was standing nearby, put out a hand to help steady the woman until it seemed she was okay on her own two feet. "Sir, have you seen our horses?" she asked him. 

"Nope," he replied, eyes giving a quick scan of Edwina, then of Alya and seemed pleased by what he saw. "They didn't come our way," he said, gesturing back toward the direction they'd come from. "But you're more than welcome to travel with us until you find your steeds," he offered, looking between the two woman.