Henry goes wide eyed (well, at least he seems to, as much as he opens his eyes).

"Wait really? By the claws of Grima it's a miracle! I was coming to warn you guys!"

Henry pulls out a incredibly crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and begins reading it.

"You have made camp in the middle of a trap. There are a lot of risen who are dying to meet you."

Henry beams at Robin for a moment before realizing something.

"Not that, uh, it's probably much help for you right now."