Witch's Marsh and so it begins

He accepted her explanations easily. When the conversation turned to put the spotlight upon him, he spoke quickly - as if ashamed of his past - but as he did so, Ibis came to an understanding. She could understand fleeing one's family; although her own had been loving in very different ways rather than harmful for her. The girl was curious of his home and his people, but there was no reason to interrogate him or anything - she didn't want to alienate him in to leaving.

I understand. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. She commented, smiling thinly. If you want you can rest here in the marsh? I don't get many visitors, so... It makes a good place to crash at least, she could've added. Its pretty lonely she almost said. While you do that I can try and find some food to split with you. Are you hungry? He probably was. They all were.