Cindy stops and turns her back to Ilde, a silent indication that she might as well get on Cindy's back. Who cares if one woman giving another woman a piggyback ride looks weird, weirder so with all that blood? Cindy can't find any fucks to give because honestly, this will make things faster.

"You've been gone?" The question is obvious enough that Cindy can finish it on her own. "About a week. You had people worried. I almost had to talk to Ivan, you know." She isn't reprimanding Ilde at all. Cindy is just being Cindy. It's better to keep things as normal as she can until she can check Ilde over for wounds and bruises and then figure out what the hell happened here.