Violet watched the young man with slowly growing disbelief as he addressed her calmly and politely, almost as if this were a normal social call rather than a midnight meeting in the middle of a monster-infested forest. Too stunned to interject, she listened silently, confusion dissipating immediately when he mentioned the Tower. Yes, she remembered, he was from out of town. A ranger of some sort, she thought. They'd spoken once or twice; he seemed polite enough, and she remembered being quite surprised that he didn't seem to harbor any of the suspicion or outright distrust that many of Lakeshire's residents tried ineffectually to hide from her. It made sense that he wouldn't know the significance of the tower.<br/><br/>"Fine," she hissed, taking him by the elbow and trying to pull him along as she started quickly down the road, "I'll go. I don't particularly want to be here after that ruckus anyway...It may've been convenient for<em>you</em>Wanderer, but<em>I'm</em>the one who has to come back and sleep here!"<br/><br/>She glanced back over her shoulder nervously as they moved, sharp eyes scanning the path they left behind and everything around it for pursuers. "We should cut through the trees...I know a few shortcuts, and there's less of a chance of anyone...anything finding us if we're not on the obvious trail."