Aisling ran her hands up her arms as a chill wind began to blow. Bringing with it the scent of rain. She looked down at her feet and realized that her shoes were still soaked. She bent to pull them off preferring to go barefoot rather than walk about in sodden shoes. She listened with half an ear to Eibhlin's explanation. She held her breath, waiting to see what he would do with the knowledge of having their names. When he did nothing the tension she held in her shoulders melted.<br/><br/>"No..." she said starting to answer what she recognized to be an actual question for them to answer and not simply him trying to make sense of something that should not be.<br/><br/>"That is...I don't believe you are the reason we are here." she corrected. "In truth, I don't know why we are here. It certainly wasn't our intention when we were running..." Aisling stopped short shaking her head. "May I ask your name?" she asked.