<span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"><b>"No... you keep it, it means more then it seems."</b> Darius insisted. Trading was a sacred thing. It was the only thing that had kept people alive after the great fall. It was a symbol of life even during times of darkness and death. He left it near her, and moved back to his spot by the fire.</span></span><br/><br/>When the woman mentioned 'walking around' Darius raised an eyebrow slightly, but he said nothing. The woman had secrets, that was certain. But he was content to let her keep them. It wasn't any business off his unless she made it so. Still, he couldn't help but wonder just what she meant. He'd heard rumors of all manner of men since the change. Some dangerous and brutal, other gross and profane. She was different however, whatever oddness she had, didn't seem to be evil...it seemed endearing, kind even.<br/><br/><b>"Home, I miss that. Haven't been home since-"</b>He trailed off. He hadn't known anything but the wasteland as home for so long now. Home was wherever he lay his head, but it wasn't always such. He'd stay in a place just long enough to collect scrap and trinkets, then move on, trading on his route. It was a solitary life, one that he knew most wouldn't choose. He had had a home once, but being an exile meant that that home was forever lost to him.<br/><br/><b>"It's uh... not important."</b>He finished, not wanting to expose what made him estranged from all he once knew. He wouldn't tell her that he could see things she couldn't, or that he could sense things that no human should sense. The curse he bore was his own, and he wouldn't burden a stranger with them.<br/><br/><b>"Sleep, I'll keep watch. I get terrible dreams... don't sleep much during the darkness anyhow." </b>He grumbled. He didn't like being exposed during the night hours, even with a fire and Watcher close.<br/><br/>As she lay down, Darius sat nearby, staring into the fire, stoking it slowly. Watcher came near, turned around twice, sniffed the air, and then lay down next to him.<br/><br/><b>"Sleep... sleep and dream of starlight and of pleasant tomorrows."</b>He said aloud as embers crackled and small flecks of fire floated up into the hazy cloud filled night sky.