Moonstone Quarry Am I handing you mine?

She was surprised to hear the sound made by the stranger, especially since she hadn't noticed anyone climbing down. Of course, she hadn't been paying attention like she should have been, and she knew better. Pain and then relief from that pain and distracted her, and now she was down here with a stranger. 

She stiffened and turned to face him, her fiery gaze taking him in, all the while, her suspicion hidden behind a blank mask. Deciding she wanted to have more sure-footing, she swam to the shallow part of the pool, and shook out her snowy coat, her gaze never leaving him. She didn't trust him yet. Yes? She asked, remaining where she was. She tried not to let the fear from her past invade her mind, keeping her senses sharp and her emotions hidden until she knew whether this stranger was friend or foe.