Qeya River Drop a heart, break a name.

The male didn't offer much more of explanation other than to confirm her question. Not one to pry, Taki dropped it and moved on.

"Thanks," she said with a incline of her head. Although luck really had nothing to do with it, she still appreciated the sentiment. 

The quiet male then asked her if she needed help going up north. She had gotten this far on her own and was perfectly capable of finishing the journey the same way. So, no she didn't need help, but she wouldn't mind a travel companion. "You're welcome to join me if you want," she said indifferently. "I feel I should warn you that I don't make a lot of stops, though." She wasn't sure of his travel style, but she aimed to get shit done, stopping to eat, drink, or rest only when she absolutely had no other choice. She was used to her own rigorous pace, but didn't expect others to be accustomed to it.