Dory falls in at Sarah's order, likewise doing an automatic headcount. Anyone watching him rather than the landscape will see a moment of incomprehension flash across his face before the penny drops.
Gwenny's gone home. Lucky girl, he hopes the war goes well.
He wonders briefly how many times Sarah's had to do this over the years before he switches to a more productive train of thought.
"I'm not seeing any immediate danger, but I wouldn't rule it out entirely yet," he says, flexing his still claw-less fingers.
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