Soon, I think. [There is a pause, a hesitation, and she can't quite hide the flickered glance to his hand. He needed rest. Even if it meant dragging him off into the mountains. But she needed it, too.]

I'll let you know once I've arranged it.

[There's another pause, because by the Maker she has no idea how she's supposed to act around him now. It was a lot simpler when she could just speak her mind, but her mind was far too confused and conflicted to do so any more.]

... Your clan are really sending Halla? After everything we went through? [There we go. Safe topic of conversation.]