Bandit panted slightly, the only thing on his mind was Lena. "Hurry!" he barked, then spun around and darted back for camp. He hated to be away from her. What if it was too late, and she was dead now? He would never have been able to say good bye. He pushed that thought out of his mind, She'll be okay! he told himself, pushing his legs faster. He skidded to a stop just in front of Lena. "Lena? Lena please be okay!" he whined softly next to her ear. "I have help for you. It's all going to be okay." he promised, laying down by her as he waited for Rocket and Sand to come.
Gracie took a step back when Bandit had returned. She watched him as he whispered things in her ear. She could tell there was something going on between them. Bandit really cared for her, and Gracie could tell.