Not paying any attention to her surroundings, Lena wandered along thinking about how long she might be able to make the three eggs last. Though, just thinking about it was making her even hungrier. Being an egg-snatcher, she'd found, was not her forte. On the same note, she was pretty bad at hunting, trapping, and fishing as well. Usually this left her to rummage around for berries and edible plants, but it was something she grew tired of quickly and often left her attempting sad efforts at the aforementioned.
Being so focused on not dropping or badly jostling her precious cargo, she was walking along as smoothly as she could and staring at the ground intently to mind changes in the terrain. She was completely dumbfounded, then, when she bumped into something. Startled, she stumbled back a bit and looked up to see what she'd walked into only to see a man fumbling for something at his belt. Whatever it was had a high likelihood of being a weapon and she did not want to have to worry about keeping herself alive anymore than she already did. "Hey, hey!" she started, putting her free hand out toward the stranger. "I didn't see you there, sorry about that."
Turning her attention to the eggs in her pocket, she carefully prodded them about with hopes that they were still intact. Relieved that they were, she turned her attention again towards the man and his horse. It struck her a little odd that he wasn't riding the horse, but she chalked it up to him not wanting to guide the animal in the dark like that. "Uhh...you headed anywhere in particular? It's pretty late to be traveling out here." Of course, she was being the model hypocrite in the situation, though she couldn't see that for herself at present.
