[ Rather than being put off by their less than comfortable surroundings, Wanda seems to be drawn toward the campfire. If she's happy enough with the domain as it is, then Thancred also doesn't mind stopping here for a spell. With the amount of time he spends on the road back home, makeshift campsites such as this were often as close as he ever got to "home."

He trails after her, settling down on a felled tree stump that's conveniently placed near the fire. It positions them close enough to each other that they can talk freely. ]

Not at all. [ There's the chittering of imagined wildlife that sounds distantly through the trees, along with the warm crackling of the fire. There might even be the hint of something salty in the air, as if they're not so far from the ocean despite this being a forested area. ] Pardon my rudeness, but... this is what you dreamed of? [ He takes a look around. There isn't much here beyond a bedroll and a pack. ] Camping in the woods doesn't strike me as the sort of thing people would dream about.

[ It's more a means to an end than anything else. Still, he's now picked up on the fact that Wanda has (had?) a brother, which is more than he knew a few moments ago. ]