Alma looks around once again.  Some of the plants did look familiar, but she didn't spend much time out in the forest this far from home, so at a first glance it did seem foreign.  "No no, don't apologize it's fine.  I just assumed you wouldn't go with my plan, so that's on me," she sighs and approaches him.  She puts her hand on his shoulder reassuringly and smiles slightly.  "The proper reaction would be to thank you.  You may be quick to act but that has helped on multiple occasions today.  So Thank you Flint, regardless of my demeanor, I am grateful," she says gently beeped turning from him and looking up to the sky to gain her bearings.  "Okay, south," she mumbles to herself and sets off.  "If you don't mind be asking, why we're such old texts in a place like that to begin with?" She questions as she walks along.