Cailean found her gaze with his own, focusing on her eyes was simpler then trying to find the rest of her hidden behind the tree. Although not all that much easier since she was shielded by shadows. He frowned, since he couldn't see her he didn't know who she was. He raised one quirked eyebrow,<span style="color: #80FFFF">"Is that not what I asked you?"</span>he said rather annoyed that she hadn't answer his question but expected him to answer hers. He pointed to the house just across the field.<span style="color: #80FFFF">"Cailean's the name and that there is my house, now might you answer my question. Who are you?"</span>He didn't try to hide the bitterness at having to ask twice. He really didn't like people who answered questions with questions, they reminded him of teachers.<br/><br/>Maybe she was a teacher. Or something. Although she didn't appear old enough to be a teacher. Then again, he had learned that sometimes age couldn't be judged by appearance. He waited for her to speak again before he did or said anything else. Frankly he was hopping she would answer his question or at least come down from the tree so he could see her properly. He could smell her easily enough and he could see the outline of her readily, but he couldn't see her.