"Ya. Grabbed them both as soon as I saw the wagon come up."
He put the vial into one of the pouches and handed them both to Lyla.
"Here, miss. Looks like you're all going to work sooner than you thought. I'll try to have your tent situation sorted out by the time you all get back. No reason you need to be sharing sleep space with one of these heathens."
Back toward the wagon, the dwarf they had seen earlier was yelling at a pair of guards who were trying to drag a stack of planks out of the large tent. One of the guards had slipped in his haste and dropped a corner of the stack, fanning them out like oversized playing cards.
"Idiots! Don't try to carry more than you can lift!"
The dwarf was looping a large coil of thick hemp rope about his shoulders and starting to run up the hill when he spotted the Surveyors coming back.
"Put those muscles to use and give them a hand with those planks!"
"Motliest crew I ever saw." the dwarf said with a slow shake of his head.
"It's about damn time you all showed up." He pointed a stubby thumb off to his right. "Stow yer gear over there. There's a line o' tents set up for ya. Two to a tent."
The dwarf looked like he was about to speak further, but then he caught site of Lyra siting up and rubbing her eyes.
"Aw, hell. The charter didn't say nothin' about another woman coming in with ya. Damnitall."
He stomped away back out of sight again grumbling to himself.