Emberwood please be quiet

Even after his experiences with Ursus, Ico had not yet grown beyond his naiveté; at least not entirely. So when a rugged stranger appeared out of nowhere and offered to help, Ico was perhaps not as suspicious as he should've been. He'd left the only pack to ever accept him, he'd left everyone he knew (and suddenly a name dropped in his head with a thud: Germanicus. But now was not the time to ponder on this). He had nothing left to lose; so why not trust in a stranger, and grant him the benefit of the doubt?

I'd... very much appreciate knowing where I am. Truth be told, I don't even know in which direction I've been travelling. Ico had escaped Bearclaw Valley in some random direction, too swift and stricken to notice any landmarks on the way. What he absolutely wanted to avoid was starting up again and ending right back in the belly of the beast