[ Poison could come and fuck them right up, and there wouldn't be much any of them could do about that. They'd need the right antidote and who the fuck knows what that means with literal goddamn magic in play? But they have to keep moving, preserve the forward momentum, otherwise they'll get bogged down under the weight of all this shit.

First, you must survive. That's always been the rule. ]

Good. Let's keep it that way.

[ And if it turns out there is poison, well, he'll suck it up and find a healer. Someone with magic, see if that makes a difference. They still have options.

Gabe hums to himself, scanning the beach. ]

It's gonna take too long with me groping around for shit, so you're gonna need to get the kit. Okay?