_{[ With all the running for his life, he hasn't had much time to take stock of any physical changes to himself. He frowned and looked down at his hands, jerking somewhat in shock when he did, indeed, see a bit of what looked like a green gem in his palm. What the hell? How had that gotten there? And from the sounds of it anyone who popped into this world like he had had one too. Gingerly he brushed it with the tips of his fingers, wincing at how swollen and sore it felt. Damn it, where was Bones when he needed him?}

Whatever it was, it would have to wait for later. He'd get no answers if he froze to death and that was definitely not on his list of ways he wanted to die. Right up there with being bear chow. ]

I'd appreciate the help, Seeker. And whatever I can do to pay you back, I will.

_{[ He kicks his way out of the drift and into shallower snow, coming to stand closer to Malcolm and his horse. He touched the animal and nearly sighed for how warm the beast felt, especially to frozen fingers. ]}

Lead on if you would, Seeker Reed.