Swiftcurrent Creek Look for the girl with the broken smile.

He didn't hear her first plea, but he did hear the second "wait!" and Artax turned around to face her, his expression curious. When she asked her question, it made him raise his eyebrows even more. She wanted his opinion on something? But he was only a stranger. And he wasn't even a particularly interesting one, much as he pretended he was. Nevertheless, it wasn't a terribly difficult request to submit to.

What's that? he asked, with a "go ahead and spill the beans" look on his face. The Eyjolfur had no idea what to expect, but maybe that was half the fun in it.