Grouse Thicket Smile costs nothing

Am I not a beast? Wraen thought to herself, as the stranger's confidence and bold approach melted like snow in sunlight, leaving a puddle of water with few pieces of coals, twigs and a carrot floating there. She took pity of him then, because he seemed to be very honest in his embarrassement. She shook her coat and directed a smile and a kind look at him. "Apology accepted," she said, canting her head to the side and now taking a more thorough look at him. "Who are you, tall-dark-stranger?"