Horizon Ridge You need it so believe it

While she had been vague at best, he'd offered easy-to-follow directions. She'd taken the information to heart, playing his voice over within her mind several times so that she might better remember. She wanted to visit, to see him again in the future, and now had the means to do so. Briefly, she'd felt guilty for having not trusted him with the same amount of information, but knew that it was too late to take back her words and replace them with something better. It was left alone, decided that, instead of then, she would share him him the directions to the lair if—when—they were to meet again. As he spoke, she had nodded, silently telling him that she was still listening. And when an offer to visit was extended, she'd found herself seeking his gaze, wishing to ensure that it was with more than just manners that he'd said such a thing. Yet, even if it was only out of such, the offer would still be accepted. "I believe that I may." Again, she'd not said what she'd meant, wishing not to come off as being overly eager.

As her future journey was thought of, she'd come to wonder something of importance. "Will the leader there not be upset with my visit?" she'd questioned, intending not to risk being the cause of any troubles. The possibility that he could be the one controlling the territory had not even crossed her mind—not for any real reason, but because she'd not thought of all the potential outcomes. Her time with him was unplanned, and even as she stood there, her conscious self would not formulate any steps that could be taken ahead of time.