River didn't have to say anything to give away the fact that he was suspicious of her. His brow furrowed as she lied to him, she could feel his eyes on her clothes. This man was cautious, intuitive even. She came across someone more intelligent than most farmers, someone who could deduct the possibilities. That stoic expression that she wore on her face would gently fade, being replaced with a relaxed smile. This man had easily saw through her even though she wasn't even trying to hide the fact that she had lied. She had too much to give away, but she seemed to figure him for the chivalrous type since the first thing he asked was why she was out here alone.<br/><br/>Normally people don't ask that unless either they are typically worried about someone else's wellbeing, or in this case wondering the wilderness as a teenage girl. While she didn't know what he assumed she was, he didn't at all seem to be threatening despite that cold calculating look he had worn on his face. It seemed not only was his Chivalrous, but he was even more cautious of her. She could be a trap maybe?<br/><br/>Finally it seemed that he relaxed now, seeing that no ill will had occurred. Even though he had seen through her lies, he offered to bring her to a village which was four miles back, from whence they came. So they were from a nearby village? That was a good idea, to find somewhere near here to stay.<br/><br/>Despite this she was slightly hesitant to follow close behind him. She was several steps behind him, not really bothering to keep up in their pace. Most of her attention was watching the surroundings as she had been living in the forest for a few days. There could be anything lurking, be it dangerous wildlife or monsters.<br/><br/>As he turned around again and called her a little girl, even teased at the prospect of leaving her behind. His intuition wasn't far off. Personally she wouldn't have minded being left alone in the forest. She would survive, she didn't really care all that much about social interaction since her social life was repetitively destroyed. She was a loner, she only needed the bare minimum interaction, if not any at all.<span style="color: #80FFBF">"I may be small in form,"</span>the girl rebutted,<span style="color: #80FFBF">"I'm Eighteen,"</span>she said with a plain expression, her face was almost entirely relaxed.<br/><br/>The scrutinizing eyes from before when he had made the joke of assuming she was thirteen years old, didn't really seem to be funny at all. Then again jokes about or towards herself, never really stuck. The idea of being adopted by a family didn't really stick to her either. In her previous<span style="font-style: italic">life]</span>she had left her family due to the fact that it was destroying her. She wasn't loyal to or by blood, she was only loyal to herself, she was an opportunist.<br/><br/>Considering her skills, she could turn the village into a town, though she technically couldn't create the population to be housed after creating the housing.<span style="color: #80FFBF">"If you have any empty homes or a shack, I'll take up residence. Even if it's run down, abandoned or destroyed. I rather not burden a family or myself."</span>She didn't want the responsibility of a family, she didn't need a mother or father figure, let alone superficial siblings.