The maze, as far as Daine can tell, is behaving itself. The route she takes to the meeting spot unfolds exactly as she expects it to. No walls pop up out of nowhere to block her way. She's still ready to grab an arrow if she needs to, but she's beginning to think it unlikely that she will.

Since her route was a bit shorter than Andrew's, she reaches the place before him and settles in to wait, idly polishing the bow with the cuff of her sleeve. "I'm here," she adds for good measure, so he'll know she made it.