Artemis nodded briskly. "I'll talk to Kratos." It suited her just fine, teaming up with one of the Enforcers. She didn't know what the Merry Men planned to do with the Sheriff when they found him, and she wasn't gonna broach the subject with a couple of turn-the-other-cheek Christians in the room, but she knew what she planned to do, and she could trust Kratos not to stand in her way.
Stutely winced. "There's no point me even offering, is there." It wasn't a question. A few weeks of healing and feeding up, and he was still a long way from fighting form. He'd only slow a rescue party down.