[You're frightened of him, aren't you? It slices in a way he never thought it would, cuts shallow but stinging, but it's a good pain as well. Reassuring.

You are not little Miss Nami in those woods. You can sense danger, though he is of no danger to you (or was to her). You will be safer here because of it, though you are still oh so vulnerable.]

Okay. [And he gets up and sits next to her, slouching back slightly as he makes himself comfortable.]

This takes place a long time ago, and in a land now far, far away. Once there was an old, wise woman who lived alone on the ice...