Elena ran beside him with haste, mainly to keep up, but curiosity was slowly driving her to acceleration. When she saw the concern on the stranger's face, her urgency grew further, he looked horrific, as if he was about to collapse. Elena was somehow happy that she didn't know what was going on just yet,<em>although, neither did he.</em>She reminded herself silently. Her fast paced running became an automatic movement, she wasn't thinking about running, it just happened.<br/><br/>His sense of urgency affected her, made her paranoid at every corner, shadow and bump. What exactly was going on? Another attack? Or maybe Nahzun was finally moving on, not that she particularly wanted that, but she wished it for his sake; he deserved peace. Nahzun had worked so hard to keep Lakeshire safe and protected, that he had committed his entire life to it, Elena always admired him for that, the empathy he felt for the people was a very admirable quality that Elena could relate to. She admitted that she was fairly rough around the edges, but to last, she always cared what people around her felt and thought.<br/><br/>So when this strange man burst into her parents' Inn, panting and rushing and pleading her to hurry up, she adapted and began feeling nervous and uneasy. She felt like she couldn't trust him, as if he was elading her into a trap, and now that she was in full-trot beside him, it didn't help that she was additionally out of breath, and after running for a while in this monotone mind frame she finally let her hands fall, keeping pace, and exhaled sharply, she had to calm down. She turned her head towards him.<br/><br/>"If you don't mind my asking, what is your name?" Of course it wasn't a vast multitude of a distraction, but never the less she broke the tension of their thoughts by changing the subject.<br/><br/>"