"Anthony, I want you to take her down the mountain on the next trip. Her eyes have been afflicted with snow blindness and need medical equipment for treatment," Pello sat dryly beside the stove Anthony had started, his shoes, stiff from the cold, drying out.
"What about you?" Anthony looked at him thoughtfully. Pello was a considerate kid; even when nursing a gunshot wound, he knew how to comfort himself, almost broken by the loss of his wife. He didn't seem like someone who would casually abandon a partner.
"I have more important things to do," Pello tried to convince himself. Once down the mountain, snow blindness could be treated, and right now, Wen Maixue, trapped by the Olson father and son, needed his help more.
"The snow on the mountain is unstable, be careful going in alone," Anthony didn't say much. He took an axe from the cabin without explanation and went out. Before he descended the mountain tomorrow, he must set a bear trap for Pello.
