Isabella breathed in softly, finding a bit of wonder in his words as he spoke to her. Taking the blade quietly, she would nod away and place it down beside her. "Thank you." She said with appreciation, guessing that he had kept it with him perhaps out of fear she may betray him or something along those lines.<br/><br/>When Aluren offered to join her, or perhaps stated he would come with her anyway, she perked up suddenly and found herself gawking a bit up at him. "Oh... You would journey with me, even though we have but just met?" She asked with a bit of worry, wanting him to be sure of such a choice. "I would like a companion, most defiantly. If not someone to help me, than perhaps just someone to talk to.."<br/><br/>She would chuckle nervously, rubbing her gloved hand on the back of her neck, but she could not deny her utter loneliness on her journeys. There was only so much someone like her could take without falling into a deep depression, as when one only encountered dead husks aiming to kill you and no one else, it did a number on ones psyche.<br/><br/>"I accept, if you are sure.." She reconfirmed, though she tilted her head in curiosity at the mention of a greater danger in the woods. "A witch?" She inquired. "What sort of witch?"