The young woman seemed frightened when she heard Kaye's voice. "W-who are you? Where am I?" While it was understandable that she might be a first-time visitor to the Meeting Place (and unexpectedly so, as Kaye had been), the Thanati didn't know why she practically jolted when she heard him speak. Hadn't she seen him when he was coming up to her?
"Everything's all right, miss," Kaye reassured her. "I am no enemy."
Then a branch on which her hand had been resting broke off, and in her defensiveness she held it out before her as one would a dagger. Kaye arched an eyebrow at this, taken aback by how suspicious she was of him, but then she blushed and dropped the stick. "Uh...Sorry." She gave him a sheepish smile and lowered her head so that her thick red hair covered her face. Her gesture reminded Kaye of a child caught in a mischievous action, waiting to be reprimanded.
A little while later she lifted her head up again, although when she directed her gaze to Kaye, it was...different, he supposed, than from how other people looked at one another. It was like...she was seeing him, but then, not seeing him. How was this so? Kaye scratched his head in confusion and then listened to her as she went back to gripping the tree and said: "I seem to be...Uh...Rather lost. My friend, Trill, ran off and left me in the mountainside..That of which I'm obviously not in anymore." Chuckling nervously, she began to pick the leaves from a nearby branch.
"The mountainside?" Kaye echoed. "This friend of yours sounds quite horrible for abandoning you like that. Well, this is no mountainside, that's for sure. This is the Meeting Place. Have you heard of it?"
When he noticed the leaves planting themselves in her hair, he came closer ever so slowly--this young woman proved to be quite skittish!--he loosely gestured toward one of the leaves, touching its tip lightly. "Ah, you seem to be collecting leaves in your red locks, miss."