Flute didn't elaborate, and it was a very roundabout suggestion, but he could easily infer the hint from it.<br/><br/>Setting up camp inside the barn, he wouldn't have terribly long to wait for Flute's mystery guest to arrive; shortly after the sun went down, Whisper would perk up sharply.<em>Human approaching... scent is familiar. The Winter Knight,</em>she sent to him, over the course of a minute as she identified the scent, just in time for him to hear the cautiously-approaching footsteps.