Blackfoot Forest may the light guide me

he'd shift his head away suddenly. her brow furrowed, not quite understanding what she had done wrong. "I am sorry" she would offer, though truthfully all she had done was to welcome him back to the wilds. she had no means of knowing what darkness crept in his mind. he seemed to barely come back to his senses enough to catch her title. her head wished to tilt though she remained how she was. the small smile vanished from her face, unsure if she had insulted him by her friendliness. 

though she did not offer anything else to him in terms of an apology or comfort. "Siarut... a pleasure, then" she would murmur, adding his name to her memory like all the others before him. she did not know the origins of it, though it sounded distinctively northern. "yes - I have met others." she'd answer. so far it was smooth sailing. one could not step without meeting another on the road. Heloise wondered if the man was looking for someone, though the thought died easily. he would have come out and said that from the start. 

"though they all seek something, in their own way" Heloise would go on, recalling her encounters. staring at the stars with Eastwood, he sought to learn of them. a spar with a man named Derg who sought to improve his strength. Liri and her little band wished for peace and a home for themselves. and dear little Roscoe sought adventure.