The Sentinels i.viii : who was given a pat on the back

She breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she had apparently passed whatever test just given. Thank you, she said fervently, not having to feign the emotion in the least. Except. . . Maegi let out a nervous giggle, looking rueful. I'm terrible with directions. Which way from here would that be?

Not a lie.

This man had given her, the hopelessly lost traveler, a map with which to guide her. She was in his debt. What price would he ask, if he asked at all?