Stone Circle not all who wander are lost

"I-I..." the girl would stumble, trailing off at his words. her autumn gaze would close, trying hard to find the courage she had briefly had on the start of her journey. her breathing was ragged at the prospect of looking into a man's eyes and she tried to settle herself before having a complete panic attack. a stifled tremble and a few moments later, she felt her nose rise. her gaze would open, staring at the face of the very large man. 

his words had been kind but he was still an unknown. yet, her more reasonable mind said, if he was the one that had been called by Ira... he was a 'ruler' here, wasn't he? it was good to get past this introduction, perhaps be accepted, and then she could avoid him entirely. probably not a nice thing to think but oh well. "W...Winona" she breathed at last. "I'm... I'm Winona, s-sir. I... I'm sorry. I'm not u-used to many p-people." it was perhaps a bit degrading to his presence if she admitted it was him and his gender.