It was such a relief to sit down. The ballet flats she was wearing were not built for such hard wear. She leaned her head against Tuck's shoulder, her heavy sobs subsiding with how tired she was, but her tears still ran freely down her face. "They aren't- aren't worried- b-bout me- yet," she mumbled through hiccups. "'m so thi-irsty. Is m-Much home?" She wiped her nose on her hand, her shoulders shaking with shuddering breaths.