Emberwood The enemy never sleeps.

Offering a soft dip of her head, the pale woman couldn't help but wonder how rude she must come off as. Speaking to a new face, from a different pack, a possible ally, with such distance between them. She could only hope that maybe he understood her predicament, that maybe there was some uneasiness in her veins that stopped her in her tracks. Maybe there wasn't even a thought that crossed his mind about the distance at all. 

It was simply against her upbringing. 

It's a pleasure to meet you Artyom. If only we met in better circumstances. As in not to chat about a missing person. Is there anything else I may assist you with? There was no rush, once the man has been fully helped and felt comfortable enough to go back home or search elsewhere - she would go off and look for Kavik.