[ yennefer all but completely ignores stephen's i'm fine as she finishes her search. thankfully, stephen has realized it's a bit futile to try and fight her on these matters, so she doesn't meet much actual resistence as she tugs at the bandages they had just set this morning, looks for any signs of new blood, or bruising. and yes, the cloak does help her, but she also has this innate ability to win over just about everyone - so it's nice to know that extends to ancient objects as well.

she goes about reattaching where some of the bandages have gotten lose, entirely undisturbed by just how close she presses to stephen in the process, and equally undisturbed by the smell that is starting to settle in. at stephen's comment, she snorts once. ]

Could be worse. [ and then, when all is said and done, she turns to watch as thancred crouches down to scoop up the pearls. she doesn't bother hiding her curiosity, trying to get a better look, and ends up blinking back to the conversation when thancred asks her about the horses, and stephen is moving to the device, and ah. yeah. they do still need to finish up here, don't they? ]

If there's any bit of that we could take with us, might as well, but I agree with Thancred. Last thing we want is to carry rancid meat with us back to Borrel. [ she doesn't really care either way, considering they will probably also smell rancid here when given enough time. she supposes she could, if she really wanted to, try and take some sort of bath in the waves of the water itself, but that won't clean their clothes.

it's a few minutes later that she does return to the two men, all three horses in hand. ]

Any more monsters we should worry about? [ it's only partially a joke, as she comes to a stop about ten feet from the carcass, which is definitely smelling worse by the second. ]