Chapter 133

Dallin decided not to comment, just turned and watched as Wil shambled up behind them. Dallin reached out to steady him, but Wil shook him off. Eyes too obviously unfocused, Wil goggled closely at Andette as though he was trying to decide if he'd seen her before. Apparently satisfied that yes, he had, he nodded to himself and walked a bit unsteadily over to Calder. Dallin wanted to reach again when Wil listed, but he didn't, only watched as Wil righted himself, then bent to retrieve Andette's arrow, grinding it through cartilage and bone as he pulled it loose. He stared for a long moment, drew in a deep breath, and... spat.

Muttering lightly to himself, Wil paced slowly and carefully back over to them. "H'llo, Andette." He handed her the arrow. He didn't wait for her to respond, merely shifted his murky gaze back to Dallin. "We've company."