Heather just plain wasn't used to people not being able to handle her attitude. Especially not big lugs like James. She'd figure it out eventually, and she'd feel like a jerk.

"Nothin', just had to talk about something real quick."

Aka 'I totally just bitched him out and made him feel bad'.

"Anyway..." She gestured back in the direction she'd come, through the shimmering heatwaves. "It's pretty d- ... hot, so if you guys wanna rest for awhile, we can wait till evening to move. ... Hopefully it'll cool down."

Part of her just wanted to... GO, heat be damned. Anything to keep her mind from focusing itself fully on the situation right in front of her. But... yeah. Unless they wanted to just be baked alive, that... really wasn't the best option.