Lake Rodney Fear both the heat and the cold of your heart.

Her answer was quick and to-the-point, which he appreciated. He did not need much.

Good. He parrots back, pleased enough. He thinks about asking about Arcturus too, of course - they were brothers, and they had always shared a deep bond, although the foundations of that bond had been shaken since the death of their parents. He chose to fall back in to comfortable silence as he marched alongside Ying. Maybe if he made it back to the mountain he could confront his brother himself.

They roamed together for a bit longer; Revui turning towards the north, and whether Ying followed him or not, he had the inclination to leave the lake behind and try for a better view of the mountain. Although he needed sleep (and the night was thick with darkness, clouded over stars holding back their light) the thought of seeing his family had sparked something in him.

It was almost like he forgot that Ying was there. But then he looked around, spotted the ghostly woman again, and realized how odd he must seem to her. She was probably like all the other creatures of the valley: interested in stories, in talking, in all the aspects of conversation he was so maladjusted to. He offered (a potentially unnecessary) olive branch by saying: Where are you from?

He even sounded like he cared a little.