It felt good to be able to take a full breath again without the ache of her ribs trying to crack further. Training under the Dax, cracked ribs tended to happen until they'd managed full transference into Warframes, and she found that she didn't miss it at all.

"Think it's safe to start a fire? I can get one going while you rest." Wounded or not, it wasn't easy to sit still. Although she wasn't sure now, after dealing with the Night's Cavalry, how smart a fire would be. And there was plenty around them to use as kindling for a small one, at least.

After a moment, she dug through her bag for her limited belongings, setting aside the journal with a sketch of a Mag inside, pulling out a small skin of water to offer him.

"S'not much but it'll last the night."