She was still adjusting to the fact that something other than herself was what people valued her by. She loved Jenneth with her whole heart and she certainly thought her dragon was wonderful. It was just - still getting used to the fact that her Red was what made her who she was in most people's eyes. She felt the familiar nudge inside, the comforting humor and smiled in response even if her brows twitched over her eyes. No one really prepared you for the way your life changed when you stepped out onto the sands.

"You're right." Better to know than spend the rest of her life wondering. Even if all she could think of were bad reasons for someone to stay hidden. Or lost. There were a lot of dangers in the wilderness between her old home and the nearest hold...

"Thank you. I'd appreciate the help." And maybe the support if things went sour though she wasn't going to rely on Kernan if she could help it. Being friendly didn't mean being friends. It was just comforting having his quiet presence there. Giving her dragon's neck another stroke, she asked obliquely:

"Do you often go looking for the lost?"