[ Now there's an image: this man looking after her. She can't imagine once she's done with his leg, he'll be knocking on her door for a drop-in. Still, as long as he isn't shooing her off, she'll sit and does. Watching him go about his work, she's surprised when he does talk to her and asks a question. ]

It was, until about two weeks ago or so. I just finished having a house built. Just west of here, down the hill and set back a bit, closer to the treeline.

[ Claire considers him a second, deciding to go for asking a question in return. ]

Where you're from, is it like Solvunn?