Her reasoning made good sense to him, and he'd taken in a breath to tell her so before her observations became a command. But she sounded sort of strange, and he had to wonder if she'd just picked up on something he hadn't. Was there, for example, an owlbear just over his shoulder? A quick glance back said: no, or at least not that.

It was more intuition than logic that held him back from simply obliging her and crossing the short distance to her. Was she... Looking at him differently? "...Angua? What is it?"