[ No stranger to combat, Blake knows exactly what it looks like when someone is pushing their body too hard. Akihiko had looked fine when he'd just been standing in one place, but as he makes toward the convoy, his exhaustion is easy to see.

She's not sure how to feel about his optimism, though. She settles on a dubious: ]

I hope you're right.

[ In her experience, things can always get worse. No matter how much you think you've hit rock bottom. ]

Maybe we should make it the rest of the way to the convoy, though. There's beds in there, and-- [ Blake doesn't want to directly call him out. ] --safety in numbers, right? I have a shoulder you can lean on, if you need one.