Silverlight Terrace i.ix : who was breaking away from the pack

There was a question in his gesture, in his eyes. I'm looking for herbs, Maegi explained. I thought that maybe some would be alive, under the snow. That's stupid, though. She had wanted to hold on to something useful, but winter had dashed those hopes entirely. Now she felt like an idiot.

Who are you? she asked, cocking her head. He hadn't said a single word. Do you live around here? Nor had he made any move to chase her off. He didn't seem territorial in the least. Just quiet and stern. He reminded her of Ramsay, in a way. The thought made her stomach clench.

Oh, how she wished he were Ramsay.