The ease to which he approached her was appreciated; greatly. It was rare for Kamryn to find her voice with a stranger and to have someone be so kind and inviting---was a bit thrilling. Like the start of a chess match; the pieces were set and the speed and strategy of the game was yet to be determined.<br/><br/>"It is a pleasure to meet you, Kamryn. That is a beautiful name,"<br/><br/>She starts at that a bit; the small but sweet compliment making her jump a bit in her seat. She takes the fleeting moment to take him in further; enjoying the play of his eyes as he looks in her direction. Her breathing softens as he moves; no threats directed but just invitation.<br/><br/>"It is cold outside, and you must be cold. Let me stoke up the fire."<br/><br/>Kamryn is about to jump up to help but instead sits back and begins to untie the laces of her coat. The deep navy wool of her coat pools around her on the seat; showing her deep purple tunic snuggled fitted to her with a simple leather belt. Her black pants are tucked into her long boots and she wiggles her toes and hands as the fire comes back to life.<br/><br/>"That should help warm you up.  And a hot cup of tea will help as well."<br/><br/>As he walks towards the kitchen she says, “Thank you---that feels marvelous.”<br/><br/>She stands up when she hears the sound of the china and water being poured. The domestic nature of it makes her giggle to herself; her eyes darting in his direction as her curiosity continues to build. She slides glances in his direction; enjoying his mix of confidence and kindness—drawing her in despite her natural care.  As she begins to walk to the kitchen to help, a beautiful painting catches her eye. She stands on her tiptoes, swaying a bit as she regards the rolling hills and deep blue color of the water in the scene.<br/><br/>She turns back as he enters the room; laughing out right as he steps over the man on the floor. “I guess we really should make sure he doesn’t need anything---but the poor man truly seems at ease with his pillow of muffins”<br/><br/>"It is a pity the man ruined the muffins."<br/><br/>Kamryn nods at that as she takes the cup from him. She adds a bit of sugar and purrs as the warmth of it hits her throat. The heat flushes her cheeks as she looks up at him over her cup.<br/><br/>"Yes, I have recently come here. And it is a wonderful and amazing place. The fellow travelers I have met have shown me great kindness and hospitality. It is a wonderful place."<br/><br/>She takes an audible breath as she responds, “That’s good to know. I value the confidence of others so that’s always delightful to hear. And from the look of this place---it’s well loved and well used. It’s a good indication that I might find---a place to rest here.”<br/><br/>She glances over to the muffin man again; his stillness beginning to worry her now. “I hope he’s just had a wonderful few days of fun.”<br/><br/>"Excuse me a minute”<br/><br/>Kamryn puts down her tea cup as her fellow guest moves the unconscious man to a safer location. She crouches down, gathering what she can of the mess onto the tray. She’s dusting off her hands as he re-enters the room.<br/><br/>"Can I pour you some more tea?" Or perhaps we can look about this house some. I have been here a short time myself and haven't been anywhere except here and the kitchen. Or if you choose to sit and warm yourself by the fire, that is fine as well."<br/><br/>The moment he says the words, “look around the house” her interest is spurred. Her eyes smile as her natural need to always move—dances across her face. She reaches past him as she nods, grabbing the teapot and refreshing both their cups.<br/><br/>“Lead on---I appreciate a guide and this house seems like a good place to start”<br/><br/>