"So they keep on coming until they're destroyed enough they can't reassemble. Got it," Rose summed up in a grim tone. "But we need to get moving again." She lowered her head and spotted the compass hanging from a strap. "Huh. There it is. Even in the same place, mostly. Okay." In a few brief sentences she sketched out the procedure for following a compass bearing until they found a trail to use. "Stay right behind me, and do what I do."