Unknown to her, the man was grateful for the distraction that was Willoughby. And herself? Willoughby was grateful for speaking to another being. She turns with a warm smile in his direction, her eyes closing briefly as was her way whenever she did beam at another. “Hello!”
It was simple at first, her response. She mulls over what the man says briefly. Weren't they all looking for something in the end? She did not say this though. Her eyes would open as the maiden tilts her head. “Not particularly, no” she says to him, shaking her head.
“It is my first time visiting these mountains though” she smiles “I wonder if there is anything to find here that hasn't been found already.”
“speech”
if you don't want to see me dancing with somebody new
