... Are you going to be okay? It's really bright out.

[ She's looking up at them now, her brows knitted with concern. She was worrying about herself before, but now it occurs to her that they're probably just as out of their depth here as she is. Which is comforting and discomforting all at the same time. ]

If it gets too bad, we can always take a second and find somewhere for you to rest. It's probably going to be a whole lot brighter when we get out from the trees.