The dark woman couldn't help but chuckle at the man's stubbornness, most were all too eager to stop trying to pronounce her name, settling on Chaikora. She also noticed how he took... "stock" of her. Not that she minded, on the contrary. How long had it been since she had any relieve? Weeks? Months? This was probably the cause to why her vision had been so vague, she was distracted. In return she took a look at him as well. He was a bit older than her, and it looked like he could use some good rest, but he certainly wasn't bad looking. He looked rough, something Thandiwe could appreciate.<br/><br/>His counter question took her by a bigger surprise than she had thought. What was she doing here? At first she wanted to say it was just wanterlust, but that was just the tip of the iceberg, wasn't it? If it had been just wanderlust, she could've also explored the world on foot, which was so much more familiar. No, something had pulled her here, she was meant to be here. That vision of Weasel further fueling that believe.<span style="color: #A07A0D">"Tell me Deacon Harland, do ya believe in destiny?"</span>Her voice now somewhat dreamy, distant even. Without even waiting for his response, she continued<span style="color: #A07A0D">"I, we Chaikora, believe dat everythin' happens for a reason. We are all adrift on de Eyther'urdrann, the great river of souls. Each of us has our own little boat, bopping along dis never ending river. We are powerless against it's current, steerin' us to wherever it wants us to go. Sometimes dis means we are pushed away from our loved ones, and sometimes we are pushed towards dose we would never expect to be close with."</span>She paused for a while, letting the words sink in for a while. It was difficult to explain her believes not only in a language that was still difficult to her, but also because she wanted it to be understandable.<span style="color: #A07A0D">"I believe dat de Eyther'urdrann guided me here. But for what reason, I do not know. No yet."</span>She turned towards her keen listener and gave him a warm, but probably scary looking smile. It was refreshing to talk to someone about her spirituality, most of these lands weren't too open minded about this, shunning that which they do not understand.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>