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his answer is a positive, and with easy grin writ across her muzzle does she close the rest of the distance between them, moving to fall into step beside him. up close, he appears to have been through a lot; perhaps, whatever has happened (and still seems to be happening) here. her immediate reaction is to try and offer some help, but she doubts he'd appreciate the offer fro a complete stranger. in any case, he appears to be mending. 

his voice is hoarse, and she allows it to fade into silence entirely before agreeing with a nod. "in a way." elaborating, she asks, "do you know what's happened here? why the ground moves?" and a dozen other questions besides, but she will not put word to them all now.