Ravensblood Forest On the road again.

The stranger looked pitiful as they claimed to be harmless, looking at Reyes sheepishly. That didn't really matter to him though. If she had been dangerous he would have abandoned her too — faster, or maybe driven her back with his own teeth and posturing — but what it came down to was the fact this was a stranger.

They didn't carry any known scents upon them. They were in good health otherwise, aside from a potential inner ear condition if they were prone to falling on their face like that. If he had been kinder maybe he would have offered to help; he had made great strides towards such a shift in his personality of late.

Reyes snorted softly. Watch where you're going, the young man advised, and began to stride away from where they had fallen. It wasn't his job to help wayward souls; he wanted to get a move on, not linger here with some stranger who might have been setting a trap for him. No, he wouldn't stay long - not unless she forced the issue.