Rena nodded her head but didn't comment on that. "Just try to remember they have a different..." A sharp rush of air as the horse jolted a bit. "...cultures than us. If you remember that they deserve respect to...you'll be fine." She said softly. Her eyes starting to lull closed because of pain but she shook it off. She was a true fighter. She needed sleep but she couldn't or she would fall off her horse. She steadied herself and didn't say anything. "Maybe." She said instead of yes or no. Knowing he would know if she lied and said yes that she was lying. She whimpered as she was made to walk but quickly silenced the whimpering. Laying where she had been laid.<br/><br/>Feeling the medicine woman do the things they needed to do. The medicine woman waited until the male left the tent. Ordering a male to stand outside and make sure no males entered. She took the dress off and began tending to Rena. A tight hid bandaging was wrapped tightly around her torso to help the ribs mend back together. Then she was dressed in her clothing once more. She was allowed to stand slowly. Helped from the tent she started walking. People could tell she was in pain yet like a warrior of the village she did not share this pain. She merely treated it as an earned battle scar. In a way she was just as tough as the warriors. She began looking for Jordan. They were safe here in this village. The medicine woman had told her to take it easy. So when walking began to hurt she took a seat with the other woman and helped with preparing the meal.