His jaw, by now covered in fine blonde whiskers; fell down a little, his lips trying to give voice to his thoughts. “You’re staying behind?” he repeated back to me, looking away to Callens and the other two soldiers. “I’m not well enough to travel down the mountain again, not at least for a few days yet,” I lied. “It’s for the best that the rest of you seek out the regiment and not wait upon me. I’ll follow when I am able.” Hartmann cast his worried visage from comrade to comrade, still trying to manage his confusion at my news. “Aye, well… we shall wait it out with you if it’s no longer than a day or two,” he plucked up the courage to say, not waiting for the others to speak. Callens nodded while the others voiced their support with a noise or two. Christoph, sitting on the ground off to one side, merely watched us all while keeping his silence.
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