Bramblepoint Strength comes from the good things

Perhaps, Wraen had been mistaken in her initial assessment. Siarut was not one-size-fits-all... maybe he was simply not the sharpest stick in the drawer, when it came to riddles. And this one was so easy and obvious. The answer was future and yet the man opted for "air" again. The self-acclaimed witch had to press her lips hard together, not to burst out in another fit of laughter. She did not fancy falling down, really, didn't. 

"I give up, brave soldier," she said after a long silence, keeping back the chuckles and her abdominal muscles aching from the suppressed effort. "You were wrong again - but be gone with my blessing. You did improve my day by a big measure after all," she told and smiled at him kindly. With that said, she winked and disappeared from his sight, retreating to her hideout and hidden by branches and leaves. 

Lovely thread - thank you! These two should run into each other again. :)