There's a couple others scattered around. [ With a wave of his hand over one shoulder towards where those Summoned might be, Louis included, aside from the natives mentioned though Claude's been careful to account for them all in the same way he once ran mental lists of who was on any battlefield and where at any given point. After separating, he's determined to make sure everyone makes it out. ] People have camped where they will while we worked on not freezing after the dip in the seas. You all made it out alright through the webbing then, I take it?

[ On the plus side: being here for a while means that no one should - theoretically - be heading out in clothing wet from anything more than falling snow during the trek back. That does leave the problem of when to depart and Claude considers what to give as his input with his brow furrowed. ]

It'd probably be best to give the very wounded some added time to get ready or even to give them a head start if we want to leave in shifts.

[ If that's even feasible. Aloy and Geralt know much more about the state of what's waiting for them out there, so he glances to them next. ]

The Summoned here can probably do well enough. Neither of us are strangers to wandering around in less than ideal conditions, but how difficult will it be for everyone else?