[ He wants to ask her more about that later, not wanting to let that thread go, at least as it pertains to her. But everything suddenly takes a turn on their little jaunt. With all the things this world has taken from them, how it's changed them, granted them powers beyond his own imaginings, and even at times altered the fabric of his own memories — there are some things he's thankfully never lost. Here, that proves to be invaluable, when he can lift his head towards the same direction and see so far ahead he might very well be hefting around binoculars. ]

You've always wanted to be right in the middle of an action adventure story, right, Hilda? One with daring suspense, thrills at every turn, a real page turner. Small group, no more than 10. Weapons, yes, in abundance.

[ They're blocking the path, of course, but there are always alternatives. They can't be certain there won't be an ambush, though. He's careful, at least, not to move and draw further unwanted attention towards them. ]

Good news! They might not have spotted us and we can take that other path just behind us, through the canyon walls. Bad news! They might have already spotted us and have reinforcements ready to ambush us, but good news again, we can absolutely manage whatever happens. Let's backtrack a bit. Slightly longer way 'round, but if we can avoid them entirely, all the better.

[ He's not naive enough to believe it will be that simple, but he'll always try for the most direct way to avoid a fight if he can. ]