Torie all but held her breath for the entire walk. She tried not to move, to hold on and not to distract him as they made their way toward the cabin. Fortunately it was short, if only because she had a myriad of emotions warring to get to the surface. She wanted to be obstinate, that she didn't need his help, but she knew she did; she wanted to keep her arms held around him tight and never let go, but she couldn't. She had no idea what to do and so she stayed quiet, concentrating on the steps he took and though he stumbled just once, Torie trusted they would get to the cabin just fine.

Which they did and she would have laughed under any other circumstances as he kicked in the door, but instead all she did was nod at his explanation. Torie exhaled slowly, trying not to focus on the throbbing stabs in her ankle. She was far more worried that he was doing to attempt the walk back to her wand by himself. At a complete loss, she waited for him to make the next decision, deciding herself that if he was to walk back to get her wand, she would hobble to the door to watch the entire time. "Why don't you sit a moment, take a break." She suggested gently. That would be the prudent choice. Let him recover a bit before trying the trek again.