As the other two left to grab the wagon, Cutter nervously sat there, hoping for the best, but also he was mostly alone next to Krystal.  Susan sat farther back, needing a bit of alone time after her experience.  "Hey... you think... she'll make it?" he asked the barmaid, as if she would have any idea if the woman's injury wouldn't be the end of her.  Though he wasn't sure if she would know or not, it was more for reassurance on his part.