<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Pleased to meet you Mr. Riot." </span>She said in a friendly tone even as she was obviously focused on the task at hand.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Don't worry, you got a great head of hair, I'm sure it'll grow back."</span>She teased, she was being as gentle as she could and his solid steadiness certainly helped and didn't go unnoticed.  She liked that in a man, solid and didn't ask too many questions.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Any closer and I'll have to have our interpreter explain jinsia to you." </span>She giggled like a young girl at her own joke, confident the handsome scout had no idea what she was talking about, at least not yet.  Contemplating the foreign word in the context of the short stubbed beard on his face and her handful of hair gave her a bit more of a distraction than what was wise at the moment.<br/><br/>Focusing back on the task at hand she finished just in time for Red to catch up to them and give her an easy ride back to her horse.  The giant was certainly gentle enough though his lack of a verbal response was a little unsettling to the gregarious map maker.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Don't say much eh, gonna be all body language for us?"</span>She gave him a sly smile just before she was gently put back on her horse.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> "Hey wait."</span>She said, gripping the strap across his chest as if to stop him but was more likely to have him drag her off her horse.  But she stayed mounted long enough to lean towards him and give him a peck on the cheek.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Thank you my strong silent friend." </span>She said before spurring her horse to catch up with the other girls, unaware of the dust she had kicked up in her benefactor's face.  She gave Will a friendly nod as he allowed her to go ahead.