She recognizes him. Of course she does. The man Imperator Furiosa called Fool, he who decided to help them. He who shot her. But she'd won something like his approval, just before her wounded leg traitored her.

All that is a good reason why she hesitates.

He'd think her dead, most like. He's feral. He's-

The Splendid Angharad walks closer, if only to escape her buzzing thoughts by action.

"You're here, too."

It's almost a question.