Mesaraih met Ester's look with the same confusion. "That makes two of us," he said, casting an eye to the murky waters of the lake. "Because I definitely heard something too." He paused for a second. "Maybe it's a sea monster," he said, leaning down to make a small splash with his hand in the water.<br/><br/>Mesaraih looked back up to Ester when she didn't respond, and found her looking in the directions of the houses. He followed her gaze until he saw a shadowy figure moving around in a well-lit home. He raised an eyebrow. "So someone lives here?" he asked, mostly to himself. Why would anyone purposefully choose to live in this place? It was true that the area around the homes didn't seem to be infested with darkspawn, but to have them in such close vicinity was undoubtedly nerve-wracking. It must be someone exceptionally dangerous themselves, and with an affinity for danger. Or they could just be crazy.<br/><br/>He began to move towards the house, very slowly and quietly, trying to get a better view. He didn't get very far, however, before the figure stepped out to greet them. And it was a woman. And she asked them inside as if they were weary travellers stumbling upon her lovely cottage in the woods.<br/><br/>Brow furrowed, Mesaraih cast Ester a glance. "In the mood for some gracious hospitality?" he asked her.