"Zagora," she repeated, the words humming inside her head, and a damn mosquito hummed in her ear. She batted the thing away, then another before giving him an unamused look at his five fingered discount quip. She sighed through her nose.
"Though the boat sank, we're not entirely without money," she told him matter of factly. "We should have more than enough to buy ten camels, if we so wished."
Feeling a little better that they had some goal in mind, the comfort was quickly trampled by Red's reveal. Her eyes went wide, and before she could think better of it, she smacked his arm hard and barked out an accusing, "What?"
Oh, this man had her feathers ruffled alright! Red cheeked despite the cool night's air,s he took a firm grip of his shirt sleeve and glared.
"Let's get things straight here, Red," began her threat through biting words. "You'd be dead long before this whole river ordeal, and if I had entirely trusted you then, I'd be a bigger fool than I am now. Even an enemy of my enemy isn't fully a friend, so don't consider yourself too fortunate and slick." She dropped her grip on his arm, still growling. "You're not the only one that knows a thing or two about this area, or the Kishan. We're bypassing Zagora," and without further explaining, she turned westward in the reeds.