He did not fully understand the point of higher up in the stream. He gave her a curious look, then nodded. Any decent advice would do them both well on this perilous march. And so with her standing and the wolf returned, Gendry took an uncertain lead. He was certainly no trailmaster, but he was the more experienced of the two, and their death or survival would inevitably be entirely of his own making. He could only pray he would make the right decisions.

"A stream," he agreed as he voiced a certainty he didn't feel. At least in the lead she didn't have to see his angry certainty morph into worried fear. "That should be easy to find."