Miala didn't take her eyes off of where she'd last seen Haru until she was behind the trees herself. Once she was, she turned and tried to run again - and was promptly reminded that her feet were very much injured still. She forced herself to slow to a fast walk, picking her way over and around obstacles quite deliberately.
A week and a half later, she picked her way back along the path. Now she was clearly coming intentionally - she'd picked up a pale blue sundress, a pair of sandals that laced up to her knees, and a pack. Inside the pack was her selkie skin (neatly folded and tucked into the bottom), the man's jacket to keep everything else away from her skin, and a good bit of food - mostly fish, but also some underwater greenery.
A week and a half later, she picked her way back along the path. Now she was clearly coming intentionally - she'd picked up a pale blue sundress, a pair of sandals that laced up to her knees, and a pack. Inside the pack was her selkie skin (neatly folded and tucked into the bottom), the man's jacket to keep everything else away from her skin, and a good bit of food - mostly fish, but also some underwater greenery.