The pair approached the four other travellers. The man was familiar to the group, but not the flame-haired woman.
"So, you found her!" Fred couldn’t help jesting, giving Willoway a knowing nod.
"Hello…" Liana said softly, extending her hand to the stranger. "We saw you running…" Her eyes grew large and she released her grasp, looking at Varian, their leader, questioningly.
"Liana, Scott, Varian, Fred…" Jonathan began, his eyes barely leaving his new companion’s face. "This is Ophelia. Ophelia…" His voice took on a worshipful quality as he spoke her name, and he squeezed her hand. "These are my friends."