She sighed as they reached the shade of the trees she saw a small creak running along the trail. Shrugging out of her pack, she allowed it to thump into the grass beside a tree near the creek, and knelt to cup her hands in the water. Raising her hands to her lips, she drank quickly, then repeated the action several times.<br/><br/>Finally satisfied for the time being, leaned back on her heels, then pulled her feet out from underneath herself. Her hands were still damp, so she rubbed them over the back of her neck and across her face, wiping away the dust of the road. Only then did she comment on his musings.<br/><br/>"No one ever believes himself the villain. It is down to each of us to choose what is right, what is good, and what is fair."