Keep Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

She explained quietly about Resin and how unemotional she usually was. He nodded softly, the two of them had settled into a comfortable silence during the journey. Minus the cursing from Resin. Iolaire answered his question easily, but it was good and bad news. They were half way there as the crow flies, but this would be the most difficult leg of their adventure.

He noticed her bandage for the first time as she drew attention to the blooded wrappings around her paw. Roan's eyes widened in concern as he realized she was walking alongside the cart with an injury like that. "You're wounded." the silver marked titan remarked the obvious. He couldn't do anything to help her, and he knew she wouldn't want to burden Resin any more than needed. Roan was almost surprised at the concern in his own voice, but he knew that he was depending on her in so many ways. The emotional ones were adding up. The warrior cared for the dainty woman.