Redtail Rise and in the gunslinger's mind, those words echoed: you dare not

The name part was easy, but favorite scent? What the hell? As brief as this mental exclamation was in her mind, the bewilderment of her expression lasted longer. But instead of ignoring that part of the question, she suddenly pictured Gannet and later Nikai both of whom had said that talking helped. So talk she would, even if the inquiry made no sense to her.

"My name is Sarah," she said steadly, paused, her eyes darted from left to right, while she came up with the smell she liked particularly. "The smell of rain. Forest in spring after the snow has melted. What about you? Who are you?"