He keeps hurrying along, but even if he eventually goes out of sight, Grune will catch up to him fast, standing on the edge of a little drop, just above a stone outcropping of steps. At the foot of the stairs stands a dark-haired woman.

"Neil..."

Her tone is already warning, already worried, as she holds out a hand with a bottle clenched in it.

"These painkillers... I think they are yours."