Hushed Willows the answer's somewhere deep in it, i'm sorry that you're feeling it

It appeared the girl had no voice (or chose not to use the one she had). That was fine, at least for now. Pygmalion knew he couldn't go on much longer with a one-sided conversation, but he wasn't about to give up just yet on the stranger. He watched her shake her head, a clear enough answer to his question.

I do, Pyg responded. Live around here, I mean. Ye lookin' fer somewhere tae settle doon, this winter? As long as he was out here, he may as well engage in some ambassadorial duties for Ibis. That way, the trip wasn't entirely wasted—pretty scenery notwithstanding.