Mitch was making himself difficult to argue with. If they walked in the same direction it was not as if she could insist he not walk with her. Well she could try but he seemed like he'd ignore her. Also it seemed rather hostile when he was being nice. "You don't need to find me anything." Speaking of hostile when he was being nice. She took a nervous breath and tried again, "I expect you will go before I find a place."<br/><br/>Kalista was glad Mitch was there to distract her. She muttered at him, "You are a stranger." If he was unfriendly she was not getting behind him, she was getting out of here. Just because she didn't want to walk right now didn't mean she couldn't run on burned feet, which she'd already proven. It made things a lot worse, but she could do it. Her lips curved in a smile when Mitch put stress on her being a healer. As if she hadn't just said that to him and he argued! She'd had to poke him. Perhaps she'd convinced him, or perhaps he argued for fun. Who knew?<br/><br/>She turned to look at Mitch and tried to decide if he looked that tough that people would think he was protecting her. She supposed he didn't look so young as she knew he was, but that was about as far as she got. The man mentioned gods and her head snapped around. She was perfectly still as she stared at the man, not breathing. Finally she realized that was weird and managed a small breath and tried to look normal. It took her a moment to speak, "There Mitch, a good opportunity for you. It was nice meeting you."<br/><br/>She shed the blanket and began to slowly edge away from the men hoping no one was paying attention to the fact that she was leaving now. It wasn't a good hope, but human gods were bad for others. Two steps into her escape she paused. Did human's have gold eyes? No she was positive they did not. That's why she had carefully toned the colour of her own eyes down from their true amber. Then she realized she'd stopped to think when she should have been running. Oops.