Haizel stood up as she heard the man's approach, his footsteps beating against the hard dirt underneath his feet. She felt ready to confront him; his odd actions having been galloping through her mind, questions just at the tip of her tongue. She opened her mouth, a question already playing at her lips, ready to whisper it to him, though she was immediately caught off guard as his lips connected with hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, the comfort of the intense kiss leading her. She moved her tongue against his, moving her body closer, breaking the distance between them, the motion fluid and with little thought.<br/><br/>She opened her eyes, the sudden realization coming to mind. She pushed against his chest as she stepped away, putting her hand over her mouth as she looked up at the man noticing how he almost towered over her. She felt foolish, though the feelings changed to the comfort she felt while kissing this stranger. She searched for his own feelings, a decent skill she had acquired, though she felt as if she was searching a brick wall; a feeling she had had only a few times before. She began to panic, now seemingly unsure if he was here to kill her. "Why did you attempt to save me?" she asked in a delicate whisper.