"I respect that through pure brash luck you made it here ahead of the main Pathfinder expedition, Dr. Booker," says Aron, "but you are not roaming off alone.

"Xhanfaerd, what is your call? Spend resources to heal Fronaldo now and make use of the few hours remaining in the day? or, heal him when we go to bed tonight, even assuming he would be fine tomorrow anyway, and set out tomorrow at full tilt?"