Hideaway Strath Synapses Snap Back in Blissful Anguish

She stared back at him, her gaze unwavering as he examined her. Frozen in place. — No. Not by fear. This was trust. Trust that this strange fellow wouldn’t harm her. 
His suggestion didn’t trigger much thought. She had always followed her hearts wishes when it came to sudden decisions. Some may call it impulse, others, bravery. To her it was all one in the same. So what was the first thing that came to mind? "Then when shall we depart?" Her response was frank. 

They say souls never encounter eachother by mistake. Truth was what the man spoke. At least, that is what she felt. He had yet to steer her wrong so far, so why not? It made sense to Zitari, anyhow. 

She rose up onto her hind legs, taking a proper seat to look him better in the eye. "..I’ll join you on this journey of yours." Her words were firm. "So I’ll trust your word as I trusted the cuts of venison you gifted me. I believe you. No tricks. No mischief."