Faustus hesitated, his eyes locked on the healer and unsure of how to respond. His preference would have been for her to stay here and out of harm's way - Merlin only knew what would lie ahead between them and getting more supplies. And under normal circumstances, he'd have much preferred to have a chaperone for the both of them. But these weren't normal circumstances, and they were losing precious time. It was true, Faustus didn't know what to look for, and on top of that, even if he did encounter someone who did, he wouldn't know how to properly describe what they needed; and he would much rather not have to make multiple trips.

But if he sent Miss Skovgaard on her own, there was a possibility she would need help, not only to carry supplies but to just get there but he wanted to make sure what befell the Thompsett's did not happen to anyone again; especially —

"Very well." he said, nodding. The need to get supplies paired with the potential dangers of navigating the Resort far outweighed their lack of chaperone. He ran a hand through his hair, looking around for any sign of the way out.

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