[It's comforting that he's showing such concern for her. After wandering alone for so long, just the human contact was nice. She tries to shoot him a grateful smile at his "whenever you're ready," but she's not sure he manages to see or comprehend it. Oh well.

They start walking, and the more they do, the easier it is for Max to put pressure on her leg... She's starting to feel more and more of it, can even bend it at the knee. What the hell? Not that she's complaining, but... Since when was "walk it off" ever actually a good solution to something like this?

She looks over at her current walking partner in surprise when he pauses suddenly, gaze snapping to something unseen. There's relief when he's back to addressing her. She gives a sympathetic smile.]

I've been lost too, but thankfully, I think I'm starting to get feeling in my leg again...

[She looks down and shuffles it a little, kicking a bit of dust up before looking back to him.]

Hey... So, did you just wake up out here too? All weird, sci-fi amnesiac style?