[The way Sorey pops up to his feet and snaps off a sharp salute speaks volumes about how much of his strength he's recovered in just the short time he's spent awake. It takes him an awful long time rooting around for a bunch of sticks though, and when he comes back he's got an armful of kindling and a very concerned look.]

Dezel, can you help me? There's a bird fallen from the nest, and I'm afraid if I pick it up the mother won't take it back.