[ Violet follows his gaze, narrowing her eyes against the oppressive glare of the sun just enough to pick out that thin thread of green against the horizon. If she'd seen it herself, she would've dismissed it as a mirage, but knowing it's real is good – it's means there's not too much distance from safety.
She turns back to him, with a curious look. ]
Would it not be safer to head for the woods? There would be shade, and plenty of water.
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She turns back to him, with a curious look. ]
Would it not be safer to head for the woods? There would be shade, and plenty of water.