Lucille settled down to the fire, enjoying the sensation of hot food - After that long walk through the mists, the cold clinging to her...And the brief, sharp fight that'd followed-! She ran slim fingers through her honey-blonde hair, as she sipped at her stew...It could be better, but it warmed.<br/><br/>What was rather more interesting was her former prisoner - Who seemed to be staring off into the forest, as if waiting for something...Or wary of something?<br/><br/>The lovely Paladiness rose from her perch - Her long, lissome legs carrying her forward, as she eased herself to the ground next to the orc.<br/><br/>"What's on your mind?" she inquired - Following his gaze. "In fact - What should I call you?" Full lips curved in a wry smile - "I don't think we've been properly introduced."<br/><br/>Her long tresses caressed her cheeks, as she drew her legs closer to her chest - "I am Lady Lucille, Knight-Errant...But 'Lucille' will suffice. And you're...?"