The Floodlands Tickle your cheek and take your throne, pump your veins with gushing gold.

Yeah, it's not a problem at all.  She dipped her head at the shy stranger, and they began to walk side by side towards the woods.

There was not much conversation, and they did in fact arrive by morning.  Ceara parted from Evening with a quick mention that she had to get home and tend to, well, whatever kind of Redhawk drama that was going on at the time.