Lost Creek Hollow she's so high

They had walked for a while and Sarah had not uttered a single word yet. In part, why she was thinking, what to tell Nikai, who technically was a complete stranger. Which thoughts and ideas she could entrust with him and which should she keep to herself. In part, because she had always enjoyed meaningful silences, when there was not anything to say. Forcing a conversation to happen was something she deemed to be a useless thing.

And eventually she began not by spilling out her cup of problems, but by an observaton of the other's odd gait and mild shock, when she realized that the guy had three feet instead of four. "What happened to your leg?" she asked, forgetting about tact and common courtesy.