"You know... maybe you should've seen the healer too..." Cely mentioned as she lent a hand around Krystal's waist and started to guide her through the darkness.  The elf's vision wasn't perfect, and they nearly stumbled a few times as the utterly grey vision was hard to distinguish brush from grass, thin trees from wide trees, etc.  "So.... think we should go after them?" she asked, despite already slowly leading Krystal back toward the village.  As they went, the forest's thickness lessened bit by bit, allowing even the faintest hint of moonlight to come down.