Mael smiled. They seemed friendly. Perhaps she had been wrong to avoid contact with the other travelers she had seen. Even the man with the bow seemed to relax, at least a little. Maybe he was just being careful, it would be a good idea to be careful if the land was as dangerous as he claimed. "I will! I will join you! I have to go to the castle to see something. I don't know what. But it is important, I know, I can feel." She said, walking closer to the group. It would have been hard, if not impossible, to get to the castle on her own. She didn't know the way and she couldn't hear the spirits of the field. Though she was sure they could hear her. They might help her if she were in danger, but they would not, or could not, guide her. They were anxious perhaps, and silent.<br/><br/>She grabbed the offered hand of the man that had recognized her. Despite what he had said, she still thought that he must sense something familiar about her like she did with him. "I am Mael, I am of the forest!" She smiled as she held his hand. She could feel something inside him, something closer to the earth than most humans were. "You know right? You can feel the land. You are connected." She released his hand and the presence she felt receded. She couldn't figure out what exactly it was about him that was so natural, primal, but it was comforting to her.<br/><br/>"Ah...the bridge. I do not like to stay on it too long, I cannot feel the land. I get frightened. Perhaps I will stay here?" She said, her smile dropping a little. She wanted to stay with these new people, to understand. The bridge was beautiful, but she feared to stay on it for too long. The silence within her would be deafening and she feared it would consume her. Spirits of the air were sometimes fine, but she could only hear them in whispers and with great effort.<br/>