Darlith looked around, noticing Nat. Before she tried to cross the road, she kept trying to see, if everything did indeed seem to be as calm as it seemed. She gathered the courage and quickly crossed to where Nat was. Before she said anything she put her fingers on her neck to check on her pulse. It was rather high. Even after all those years of running and hiding it put a lot of pressure on Darlith and her heart was beating fast. She let out a deep sigh. "Rebel lord... so basically that's what they were trying to catch. No wonder they've had an awful lot of troops pursuing them." she scratched her head. "Fusos is like that." she shivered. "And what are we doing now? Shall we still follow the path? I don't think we have a lot to lose." 

Darlith kept going down the path, and the trees were getting more and more dense, suddenly the road disappeared. The path further was overgrown with flora. It seemed that every single plant that could grow there - grew there. She looked at the knife that she had and shook her head. Using this knife to cut themselves a path wasn't going to happen. "How much do you usually get, for cutting a path for people, through the forest, Nat? I might just need your help here." she looked at him with a smile.