"Yeah, I don't do stilts, either," Furiosa smirks. "Been sky-fishing with them a few times, though."

"Sand is great for absorbing blood," Gale agrees cheerfully. "Here, boy, take my arm and we'll get you into the shadow of the Rig."

Furiosa nods her approval and turns to the War Boys, calling out orders for a break and quick-set camp in order to go over the salvage.

Gale has him sit and stretch out that injured leg, but in the process of opening up her kit she takes a closer look at the designs on that armor. "...have you ever seen the ocean?" She asks thoughtfully, wetting cloth with moonshine to sterilize the wound.