She frowned as he backed away from her when she stepped closer, biting her lip and stepping back as well to create some space for him. She thought he’d be okay with how close she was at this point but, she guessed wrong. She rubbed her arm and just observed as he spoke to her, chewing her lip. She felt bad for making him uncomfortable, but she rolled it off her shoulders. “I’ve seen it in passing, I seriously Don’t think that Gregor was a Strider, it just doesn’t fit.” She mumbled that half to herself, turning to the wall.<br/>Oliver’s gear hung there, making her swallow and turn away.<br/><br/>She understood the need for keeping his place a secret, she didn’t know what or where it was but rumors have spread, as they always did. “Well, no one actually knows anything if it eases you. They just suspect.” She walked around him, making sure to keep her distance, glancing out the window. She listened to him huff about wishing for more space and she’s chewed her lip, letting out a long breath as she screwed her eyes shut. “Okay... one more secret.” She looked over to him, grabbing her things before motioning for him to follow her. She hopped out of the hug, her boots crunching on the gravel as she walked deeper into the woods that resides inside the fence line. “I have something that may help with that.”<br/><br/>After a few minutes of walking she came across another hut, this one far larger than that of the Land Runners. She stopped in front of it, eyeing it, letting out a shaky breath. “This is the Wood House, my Dad built it for me and Ollie to escape to when we were little, we still used it to this day. It’s got two bedrooms, a sort of kitchen, and a spare room.” She turned to him, walking over and digging in her pocket. After a moment she held her hand out to him, dropping something in his palm. It was a key. “It’s yours. I was planning to stay here, but I can take your shack... or maybe we both can.” She shrugged, looking over to the house. “It’s spacey though.”