"How she had come into the forest, is another point." Lloyd added to Boyce's train of thought. "We shall find out, but until then let's enjoy her beautiful company." He leaned against the ledge wall and kept his eyes on her until he poured some of the water from his sack, into his warm hand and ran it across her face. She stirred and opened her big green eyes. She looked at Lloyd leaning over her and Boyce staring at her with frozen eyes. She looked about at the recess in which they all were in, and she took an excited deep breath and then shivered. She seemed frightened. Lloyd took her tiny trembling hand into his own and spoke to her. "We're friends." he said then helped her sit up and look at the wild pig, that didn't move any more. "See -- it's dead!" Lloyd pointed to the animal then handed to her his water sack, and she nearly drowned from her incredibly quick drinking. She gagged and coughed and Lloyd pushed her forward and rubbed the centre of her back. The woman soon caught her breath and quietly looked at her two gallant saviours. "My name is Lloyd Bartlett and this is Boyce Loebh ..." something kept him from finishing the whole name and Boyce was relieved. "... we are making our way to the south." "We are in a hurry to get to our destination, so we took this route. It is shorter by several days." By the manner of Boyce's speech, Lloyd knew that Boyce didn't want any details of their journey to be revealed. "You almost had yourself stomped into the ground by that animal. What are you doing in these woods?" The woman looked to the dead animal and at Boyce. When she spoke, she turned to Lloyd. "I was running." she said, and the two men eagerly listened. "My father is an over-lord. He wanted to force me into a marriage with a Teniqués. I refused and he had me whipped and branded." she pulled the single support strap from her shoulder and exposed the breast of the same side, that looked scarred, with the symbol of a trident burned on it. Lloyd lifted the shoulder support back onto her shoulder covering her up. They stared into each other's eyes and Lloyd felt warm from the glow emanating from her. She took the blanket from around her, dropping it to around her hips where it no longer covered her. She only wore the single piece of clothing, made of a dark, thin and short fragment of material. She was barely covered but for her torso, and she didn't wear anything as undergarments. She put her hand on the upper, inside part of her thigh and when she brought it away there was blood on her fingers. Boyce just sat back and watched the strange unfolding of her story and actions, all of which were aimed right at Lloyd. "Are you hurt?" Lloyd asked with much concern. "I have a small gash in my leg! It must've happened when I was being chased by that!" she pointed at the dead pig. "Here, let me take a look!" Lloyd offered to assist, genuinely feeling concerned for her.