She was there in the morning, having woken up before him, wordlessly preparing her gear to leave. She said a brief farewell before hefting the bag of, apparently, rocks onto her back and leaving the cabin. He locked the door behind her, but not before double-checking on his pendant. She was no thief, did not give one damn about him or his reputation, or where he had come from, which was a refreshing change of pace, and had kept mostly silent and to herself, keeping things short and to the point otherwise.