Sun Mote Copse if heaven's grief brings hell's rain

Unexpected as it was, Mara was even more shocked to spot the strangers intense sapphire eyes, sending an unanticipated bolt of electricity through her body. It was a foreign and puzzling feeling, which she ignored no matter how difficult it seemed to be. Despite his hypnotic gaze, she was still gravely intimidated by his burly frame. Yet, filled with surprises, his tone was welcoming and warm. 

His next comment made her run cold, body stiff for a few moments as she flashed to the river filling her lungs, fearing if my some supernatural reasoning he knew and was toying with her. When deducting it had to be an unsettling coincidence, she gave a shy and slightly amused huff. "I was hoping it'd be the other way around,"  Her response was unlike her, though nothing was really much like her anymore. Was she finding humor in this, now? In truth, it didn't feel too bad.