She frowns and nods. "You'll want to talk to go to Mother's Crown - it's north of here, a big settlement to the west of the road. Hopefully hard to miss. Ask for Marea; she'll be able to at least point you at the Carja border."

Nod.

"I'll do that after I look for the Warchief, then. The guy they've got taking her place back in Mother's Heart is a real dick, by the way."

"Yeah. Resh. He should never've been in charge. But with so many dead or wounded, and War Chief Sona missing... Don't think there's many other Braves older than me who can still stand on their own feet."

"Which is another reason he shouldn't be in charge. He's not the one putting his life at risk."

"You should have seen his face when I jumped off the wall after he wouldn't open the gates to let me out."

She laughs. "Knew I liked you."

Heee.

"Do you have things here under control?"

"Yes. The only reason I'm not pursuing War Chief Sona myself is that she ordered me to guard this gate with my life. We've got a good system in place here, though."

"Good to hear."

Nod.

"Do you need anything else from me?"

Kissies?

"I don't think so."

"I'll be here, then, if you do."

"Cool."

She'll hop back on the Strider and head out.

After a while, as she rides around a bend in the road while weaving through some boulders - she comes on a woman kneeling next to two bodies. Neither the woman (who's wearing a red headdress and only an open vest with a thin breast-band on her top) nor the bodies (dressed in mismatched armor with dusky quilted jackets under) look like Nora.

"Hello?"

She looks up. "Hello." She eyes Aloy's Strider briefly, but doesn't react as strongly as most people she's come across - doesn't mention it at all, actually. "Are you heading further north?"

"For a ways, yeah."

"The road gets pretty dangerous."

She looks at the bodies. "So I see."

"Two fewer dangers than there were, I suppose."

"Who were they?"

"Thieves, slavers, and killers - the kind that give honest killers a bad name."

"So, bandits?"

"Dead bandits, now. These ones at least did me the courtesy of coming to me - though hunting them down is its own fun."

"Haven't hunted people before."

"Then why not give it a try?"