“I told you not to follow me,” Aloy snaps, even as she wraps your gashed forearm with a clean bandage. “I said it was dangerous, that you should have stayed behind. Why didn’t you listen?”

You’d followed her into a cauldron. You’re an experienced hunter, just like her, so you followed her inside to watch her back. And you did—you saw it when a clawstrider lunged while her back was turned. You leapt in front of her with your spear, and in the process of defending her you’d gotten hurt.

This is exactly what she was afraid would happen.