[To say that she was thankful when she saw him heading towards her was an understatement. They moved in perfect sync as Praetors should and something about that made her heart warm.

But she didn't dare linger on those ridiculous thoughts, not when there was something more important at hand.]

Annie led her cohort in, I just got done speaking with her... Gale's trap snared a werewolf, but there are several injured legionnaires. I've been trying to bring ambrosia to the ones I've found and I gave some to Annie with the same instruction.