This time around had seen their alliance to a point that worked a bit better for her. They both still had their space, but could cover their backs well enough to not get killed sometime during the night. Her water bottle was seeing plenty of use, while Eliot covered their meals for the most part, and Donatello did his own thing. It was working well enough so far.

"Did you see anyone out there? Or do you think we're safe until we want to split up?" Ariadne glanced up to him from where she was sharpening her spear on a small rock, setting it aside as Eliot came back in. Her eyes moved to Don as he returned barely paces behind, and she offered him a brief, amused nod of greeting, "Good morning. I'm fine, thanks. How did it go?"