"Sooner we get movin', sooner we can get out of here," Wyatt agreed, hefting his bag with a nod, slipping the strap over one of his shoulders.

He watched Guy find his feet, waiting a moment to make sure the young man really had them beneath them, then he gave another nod and started moving down the trail Venus had helpfully left for them.

More than ready to track down the others and to get on with getting the hell out.