Dinah stands up, and rubs the back of her neck, tiredly. Her shoulder is aching from being used so soon after being reset, and there's a nasty cut on her hand. Other than that, she's exhausted.

"Well, I guess if we find the bar, we're home free."

Ahead of them, in the forest, there's movement. And then there's a pale woman with silver eyes in grey armor, picking her way towards them.

"Oh," she says pleasantly. "Hello."