Upon realizing the source of that blood, Korrin's eyes narrow as she glances back, expression hardening. "Oh, you ran into them. They make about as much sense as that cult that worships a rift. What the hell else are we supposed to do, just let rift-addled bears alone because that will somehow stop them from attacking everyone they find?"

The thought of doing so is tempting for a second, but only a second. She isn't doing this for gratitude, much as it'd be nice for people to use their brains once in a while. "I'll go back to camp with you. I might as well restock before finding an alternate route, anyway. And if those idiots are dumb enough to pursue, they'll regret it."