"I see." He wasn't telling her anything she hadn't already been strongly suspecting, except the part about these woods once being orc territory. The thought actually gave her a small bit of hope. If mankind had expelled them from the land before, they could do it again.
As they walked, the adrenaline that had fueled the scout's initial run and had powered her to keep moving was beginning to wear off. She couldn't help but think about how thirsty, hungry, sore, & tired she was; not necessarily in that order. While no stranger to the occasional hardships associated with living off the land for days, sometimes weeks, at a time, the past 6 days of orcish hospitality had taken a large toll on her. She wondered briefly if Aelfric would even recognize her.
She shook away the thought. "Any chance our path crosses a stream?" she asked hopefully.