Fingers still hovering over the handle of the knife, he stepped closer to the other, enough to reveal himself and see the stranger better. He timed it, relaxed his own muscles as the other did his grip on the bow.

"Then that is something we share," was the reply. A breath in and he thought about it. If the other wanted an explanation, he had little with the one conversation he had shared with another previous to this meeting. "Along with a want for answers."