Hushed Willows are there strangers like me?

She speaks like a healer. Like his mother. This place reminds him of home. 
She extends an invitation and gratitude lights up his features. 
"I'm a skilled fighter. A decent hunter. I know a little bit of medicine...not much. I don't have a trade or official title..." He looks up at her hopefully. " I'm a long way from anything I've ever known. But...I want to be more than what I was." It's a cryptic thing to say but something about this place makes him want to be honest.