"I can tend to understand souls, but yours... yours just speaks in ways that are so different. I would love so much to get to know you and your wonderful soul much better." He looked at her and smiled wider. "Ah... yes my camp, only a few feet up ahead." He grabbed her hand and took her there. Once they got there Mitchel let go of Yovela and went to set up the water and fire for diner and tea. "What kind of tea do you like?" He looked back at her as her started the fire with in seconds.