Koumyou alternatively looked up at the canopy as they walked, and scanned the jungle around them. With how quiet it was, the crash couldn't have happened too long ago, or the wildlife would have crept back in.

He finally said something over his own SCA. It was his first time speaking up over it.

"How badly are you injured?" How much blood was there, up ahead? Roland had asked after injuries earlier, but in the sea of questions from the others, it had gone unanswered. But there had been pain in that voice in his headphones. Calmly, he added, "Try to stay awake."

It would be a great deal easier to get other answers out of her if she didn't die, first.