[ Hilda casts a glance towards Altair and her distressed expression almost falls from her face into one of sheer confused amusement. Before the man on horseback gets too close, she slides him a sidelong glance that clearly asks what in the world is he doing?

There’s no time for quippy comments about his attempt at waving though. When she turns to the scruffy looking man, Hilda’s eyes immediately turn doe-eyed and watery like she’s on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Which…honestly wasn’t too far from the truth with her lack of sleep and no answers. ]

My name is Glinda and this is my older brother Gustavo. [ Don’t say a word, Altair. ] We were trying to return to Cadens but something spooked our horses and we were thrown off. [ Tearfully she clings to Altair’s side, her body trembling as if recalling the awful experience. For added effect her lower lip trembles. ] We’re all turned around and have no idea which way to head back.