That same question was running through Lloyd's head right now. No matter how the others tried to hide it, it was obvious they were injured. If they went back, there wasn't any guarantee they would make it out again as easily as they had this time. If they went forward, though, who knew what else they would run into before they could find someplace safe to rest? Who knew how close the nearest town even was? He was torn. He didn't want to go back. But...

"Let's... bandage ourselves up first," he said, trying to put the decision off a little longer. "We can't go anywhere like this. I have my dagger. I can cut my shirt into strips." It wasn't sanitary or ideal, but they didn't have much choice at the moment. Gripping his dagger, he didn't wait before setting to work. Whatever they did, they needed to move fast before they were found by something else.