Haunted Wood let me underneath your skin

her gaze slides easily to the man as he slips out from the mist, gaze tracing him a moment before settling on his features. his brief explanation is met with silence, though it is his mention of a favour that piques her interest. she considers a moment, having hardly expected that from the brute, yet taking it in stride. "yes. your consideration." she will not pass by a favour when offered, but she's hardly stupid enough to try to exploit it. "I am not foolish enough to weather the winter alone. I wish to join your ranks."