"Hm, a year probably would slip by faster than I could follow if I were to spend it among your people, ma'am." He acknowledges, smiling despite the faint chill that runs down his spine. The faeries seem friendly enough, to be sure, but a year is a long time to lose when the world is changing all around him. "Maybe once I finish up with work, I'll come an' spend a night in the pools with ya.... but first, there's a lot to be done back in the town."<br/><br/>He gives the little woman a wink and a grin, and turns his attention back to the path.<br/><br/>"Well, I'd take that as a sign that you're ok with the boar bein' hunted... but I don't aim to pick a fight with the big pig in the dark, that's for certain." He chuckles and stops, looking about in the darkness. "Alright, miss... which way do I need to go to avoid miss piggy?"