Bring her back to camp

Not certain for yourself whether or not your motives are entirely pure, you scoop the goblin girl up into your arms and start to carry her back to your camp. Perhaps you two can learn to communicate, and she can tell you about the world as it stands today. Perhaps she knows what plants around here are good to eat, or have herbal qualities. Or perhaps it will just be nice to have an insatiable fuck doll around camp to keep your mind off of your depressing circumstances. Whatever the reasoning you find your pace quickening as the goblin girl in your arms idly caresses your muscles. You find yourself wondering just how far removed from human this girl is, and if there is any chance at all of a pregnancy. Unbeknownst to you, your swimmers have already seeded three eggs in her womb.