There was so much wrong with what he said that she didn't even know where to begin questioning it. Frostback Mountains? Inquisition? Mercenary? She wondered if she looked as incredulous as she felt the more he "explained" things, but she was at least polite enough to hold her tongue for now. Let him take her back to camp or somewhere where someone could look at her hand and explain what was wrong with it. Then she could question everything that came out of his mouth.

"It sounds exciting," she said levelly, though she probably would have been more likely to call it unscrupulous if not for the fact that she was extremely dependent on him at the moment. And the fact that, despite all appearances, he'd been rather decent to her. He hadn't come out to fight the bears simply because he'd wanted to fight, after all, since he'd left with her once she'd started running.

"I'm sorry, but... I'm not anywhere near the U.K. anymore, am I?"