Once Viatorus motions for her to move in to the center of the circle of stones, she does so without a word. She kneels down slowly and sits back on her feet, her hands folding themselves in her lap again. She watches him dart about, but she doesn't offer her help or speak to him. It's only when he sits in front of her that she meets his gaze.

"Of course." A small, hollow smile pulls at her lips. She's lying. She's terrified. This is all so new and happening so quickly. This wasn't supposed to be like this. This was supposed to be a good thing. Why does it feel like she's done something so terribly wrong? "What do you need me to do?"