All the kings horses

Osiris couldn't remember his own name half an hour ago, he certainly couldn't remember a time before he served.... her. It still felt strange, but perhaps that was because he was so dead set on apprehending her in the first place. She was right, the one he actually after looked a lot like her. He didn't have much reason to think otherwise, so despite the strange taste it left in his mouth, Osiris would believe her story in it's entirety. At least until he was given a reason or inkling of an idea to think otherwise.

Ears pressed back into his skull at her words, brows pressing together. Because of him. He certainly hoped he brought them out here, chasing after that wolf, for a good reason. However looking at all the bodies sprawled out, broken and bloodied, he felt there couldn't be one. Not for this much loss, anyway. She seemed alright at least, so that was one less thing he had to worry about. He couldn't quite say the same about himself, but that as part of being a guard. His pain and discomforts hardly mattered; what mattered was getting off Corpse Beach.

"I'll be fine. We should find someplace more permanent to settle inland," he said, looking up to the sky to find the sun and squinting as he estimated the time of day. It was still early, but they would need all the time they could get to find shelter and food in one day, not to mention water. Fresh water was likely the most important find, though that would be inland too and hopefully easy to find along the way. "We need to look for fresh water anyway, if we're lucky we'll find it on the way." His gaze moved back to her then, waiting for the final say.

"Speech!"

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