He took out his canteen and poured water onto the wound. I screamed as I clutched my leg.
Jacob rolled his eyes, "Stop being a baby. The pain only hurts as much as your mind lets it."
"Gee, thanks for the sympathy."
He scowled as he tore my jeans and wrapped the piece around my leg tightly. He was gentler than he was a moment before, "Do you think you can walk?"
I would hate to know what would happen if I couldn't walk, "Yes, of course." I said perhaps too quickly.
His jaw tightened, "Don't lie to me."
"Well, first, you're mad at me, because I was being a baby, and now that I'm trying to be tough, you say not to lie. I am so confused."
Jacob looked at me, "It's true that you will slow us down, but it will not benefit me to leave you here."
I was even more confused. I could not see how it would not benefit him to ditch me. I decided that I probably shouldn't ask, because I doubted that I would appreciate the answer.
He must have seen the confusion in my eyes, because he said, "You're the bearer of the ring. You have the power of the ring within you, of course."
Yep, that should have been left unanswered. We started walking again-well, I was limping along. Shawn was glaring. Dark circles were under his eyes, and they were all red from lack of sleep. All in all, he looked kind of creepy. Note for self: Stay away from Shawn.