He smiled a little wider to see her laugh, glad to break apart any lingering tension. A silvered voice had gotten him out of plenty troubles. Except, he supposed, the very last one.

Throat bobbing, he followed the direction of her nose towards the promise of strangers. He knew he ought to seek out civilization, scrape together some sense out of where he was and why, but now that he knew where to find it, reluctance bubbled up. I'll take care, then. Appreciate the warning.

Blue eyes drifted back to her. He wondered if she'd died, like him, and sleeping was just euphemism. Nate didn't want to force her to relive anything that pained her, and still need for answers drove him onward, You said you've been here for months. Do you... remember anything, from before you woke up? Hint enough, he hoped, that if she hadn't just woken up somewhere new, but as something new, she might reciprocate the subtlety.