All in all, it hadn't been a rough voyage. At least he didn't have to travel by boat at any point in time - just reading about the knights of the past who had to travel by sea made him nauseous. He just couldn't feel comfortable if his life was in any hands apart from his own. Blades and arrows he could block with his shield, but his armor was nothing but dead weight in the water.<br/><br/>Aaron was tearing into the loaf of stale bread with his back molars when he glanced up at the city's massive gate. He could just barely make out a young fair-haired girl crossing the clearing on the way to the woods. He couldn't quite make out the girl's age no matter how hard he squinted, but she couldn't have been much older than himself given her height and build.<br/>It was strange. Her physique was incredibly thin - almost ghastly so compared to the young girls he'd spoken with in the countryside, but she walked without concern. A strange outlook for a young woman traveling alone and apparently unarmed through the woods outside the fortified walls of a city.<br/><br/>He remained seated, yet corrected his posture and pulled his back away from the tree trunk.<br/>"Good day!" He called out to her, raising a hand in greeting. From the way she'd walked, she had clearly traveled this way before with no trouble at all, but it never hurt to strike up a conversation and see if she needed an escort or assistance. This was his job, after all.