Titus had paused for a moment when the dark haired girl had called out to him, but then had continued walking towards the woods. A minute or so later a raven flew over to him and perched on his shoulder, cawing loudly in his ear. He turned towards it, his intuition telling him exactly who it was. He frowned slightly as he continued walking and said, "There's no need to yell. I simply don't feel comfortable shifting in such an open space, where there are prying eyes. As I said earlier, I don't know if I can trust those others, and am not complete sure if I can even trust you, but I have to start somewhere, and you and this girl," he gestured to Marie, "Seem like you would be the least amount of trouble if you do turn out to be untrustworthy."