Hideaway Strath Schlammschlacht.

It was always the same.
They want to know then they don't want to. Anyone who asked for him continue was to try and help him chase away the fears; the nightmares. Not out of curiosity to what and who humans are.

He wasn't surprised she asked if he even wanted to talk about it. The usual way others hinted for him to stop. Mostly. Not unless she truly wanted him to stop thinking about it.
He nodded slightly, then grinned weakly at her suggestion.
A distraction would be good.
"Show me then."