"And I say this word when you get to the wagon down there?" Ffion asks, using Rhydaben so she can be sure she's getting it right. "That is correct," Inric says, before he, Tiero and Anvar walk to the next station. Tiero crouches behind a rock with Pepper on her lead. "And we keep going until you say?" he asks. "Yes. As long as you are able." By the time Inric and Anvar have walked to the final position, it is getting dark. "You must also keep watch on the others," Inric tells his nephew. "You should be able to see them from here." "Me?" "You are able to transfer," Inric points out. "Oh. Right. Yes...." Anvar doesn't sound convinced. Inric leaves him there with Copper, choosing to focus instead on what he has to do down in the camp.