Blacktail Deer Plateau Despair has its own calms.

He had travelled past the spot many a time, and it had faded into the background for him. He saw no beauty in it, not marvelled in it. So when the lone woman gaped at the place, he merely nodded along, unconvinced, humming briefly in response.

Miraak, and no, you didn't. He had nothing to be disturbed in, truly. Her presence was a welcome break from the politicking and brooding darkness of the Woods, the sunlight he had desired. You are a loner, then?