Aurora frowned at what he said. Eyes widening as she looked at him in shock.Then puzzlement. It turned to confusion. "But....I must...I know you don't..." she trailed off looking at him. "I have to....every journeymust start with a whispering through time which guides strangers towards a common goal. I was told to come here. Pulled in this direction. I...must..." she trailed off again when he spoke.<br/><br/>She was made more confused. "Stay in the tavern? I usually just camp outside. I tend to avoid cities but...I was told to come in this one. Pulled to this place." she said softly. Merely nodding her head as he went ahead and paid for dinner and a room. Food sounded wonderful. She always had such a great hunger. Far greater than most others but...she couldnt remember why. "Thank you even if you did not have to do that. The kindness is appreciated." she fell silent while he interacted with the tavern man.<br/><br/>She soon was slowly fllowing the male who just paid for a room for them. She had never slept in a town. Never slept in a room. Her idea of sleeping accomadations was sleeping on the ground. Or in a tree. Or whenever possible in a cave. Which for some strange reason was a place she felt the most at ease and comfortable. This was her first time ever in a room. She slipped inside and as she looked around she had the look of someone who had just been thrown into some strange new world. To her....this room was...another world. She walked around exploring the objects inside. Pushing on the bed and marveling at how squishy and soft it was. Then toik up residence upon the floor. Sitting crosslegged upon it. Looking at the bed in a curious but uninterested way. As if the object you normally lay upon was a curiousity but not of extreme importance.<br/><br/>Her eyes shot to him and she paled. Looking away and didn't say anything. She shook her head. An expression of pain and unhappiness maybe even some fear slightly. At first she didn't look at him. She was shaking her head as if trying to fight something away. Confusion shooting over her face then pain and fear. Then confusion. She was at war with her mind. She knew he was asking important things but she didn't want to remember. She didn't want to remember anything more. She wanted to forget. She didn't like the feelings and images that came with the dreams. With whenever she remembered. "I don't....want to talk....about the man..." she said softly. Her voice going icy. "Those...yes...those made the unearthly...screams. There was....so many..." She shook her head. Tears trailing down her cheeks. "Eyes that pierced the soul...he...I do not wish...to remember but...those beings...they were like you said."