Wapun Meadow cast by their grave-beseeming ornaments

The man's offer easily ensnared the dark girl. She fell silent, eyes dropping to the ground between them as she contemplated her options. Winter was approaching once more, and although she knew her own mettle and trusted that she could battle through it on her own, that road was certainly daunting. But she didn't know this man, and she worried that he'd turn against her in time, or that his interest would wane as he came to know her.

Coming to a decision, the young woman refocused on Wardruna and fixed him with a stern squint. "Nice to me?" she prompted, wanting to extract some promise of intent from the man before she agreed to anything else.