[ Sylvain has never been so glad to hear Aloy's voice. That she's coming with Geralt is reassuring, too, even though he's sure she'd be more than capable on her own. But at this point, he's a firm believer in the more the merrier. And they're going to need help rounding up the natives in these caves on top of the two - three? - of them. He knows Louis was around here earlier, but lost track of him after they'd gotten a few fires going.

Relaying the news to Claude, the pair of them wait, huddled near one of the fires just inside one of the cave entrances, tucked back out of the way enough that the wind from beyond didn't reach them. He doesn't know how far the other group got out from where they were now, but he still jumps a little when Geralt suddenly just appears out of nowhere, muttering a startled little curse under his breath. ]

Goddess. We definitely need to get you a bell. [ A glance around the cave as he nods. ] Most of us. There are a few more natives tucked a little deeper in, but we wanted to keep an eye on the entrance.

[ He leans forward enough to peer out at the sky before glancing between the others. ] Does it make more sense to make camp here until dawn or do you think we need to keep moving before then? There's some wounded among the natives who aren't going to be moving real fast.