The elf had to delibrately slow himself down to walk next to her as she hurried along. He guided her lightly by leaning toward her or away, keeping her in the center of whatever street they were on. The passed many homes, a few different shops, and finally reached the town square.<br/><br/>This little woodland sanctum was more of a city then the village she had just found destroyed. And she had been guided to an odd little bedroom/dungeon in the middle of everything, out in the open.