Serpent Lake Who fell down the well?

It seemed very sudden to him when Emery leaned forward, and though there was distance still between them, Panacea flinched just a little. He tried to cover it with a quick shake of his head as if warding flies away, but his ears remained tilted half-back. Just a few minutes ago she'd been hesitant to let him near; the shift left him wary. For the first time he considered that she might not be who she said she was.

It didn't occur to him, after all, that she might just like him.

Um, thanks, he mumbled, glancing toward the pass anxiously. His gaze returned to Emery after a small silence. Where are you from, anyway? South of here? Or east? Panacea studied her with a new intensity now. If all this was just an act, that meant she was skilled. If not... well, he wasn't sure what that meant.