Kodi watched the man stride across his lawn. A handsome man, if she ever saw one. He was dressed all in black with and looked quite dashing, though rumpled. Had she woken him up??<em>Oh, I hope not.</em>He called out to ask if she was alright and Kodi began to walk toward him with one last look of dismay at the wrecked car. She met him halfway across the lawn and held out her hand.<br/><br/>"Hi, I'm Dakoda. Sorry about your mailbox, the road's icy. I lost control." She shook his hand as she continued, unable to stand the silence as he stared at her. "I'm fine, don't worry about me. I just slid in nice and smooth and I wasn't going very fast anyway. The car isn't driveable though, it's been skewered. I'm not hurt though, just a bit shaken, that's all. Not the first time I've ended up in a ditch."<br/><br/>Kodi frowned, mentally kicking herself. Why didn't she just shut up?? Why did she tell him she had wrecked before?? That was a stupid thing to say. Kodi realized she was still holding the man's hand and let go with a nervous giggle. She smoothed her coat and readjusted her scarf, suddenly feeling self-conscious.