He may not, but I do.

[his hands curled into fists at his sides, eyes darting toward the bog and back. It was all he could do not to bolt the moment Taisan made it clear he wouldn't be heading back. He couldn't just leave them in there. He couldn't. But Taisan was hardly going to give him the choice - and every second waited was a second wasted.]

Fine. [it was a struggle just keeping his voice under control. God, he felt sick] Fine. All right. I'll go back with you. But the moment we make it back - the moment, you understand?