"A friend," she said, rolling the word around in her mouth and mind at the same time. A friend before meant someone in a good position financially, or good standing favor, or a designated lady in waiting. This gave the word a whole new meaning. She nodded, and stood up, once again smoothing her skirt to her dress. "I dropped a bag a little ways back by the tree I fell from when I was running. Do you think we could go try and see if it is still there, try to find it? The skies look as if they might bring us rain soon. Will you help me find it?" she asked. 
 She waited for his response, but while waiting her eyes looked down towards the bottom of the mountain. They had climbed a great deal to get to this high, and she hoped it would be easier going down. "It has some clothes, and a few other things in it that I managed to get into my travel satchel before leaving. It would mean a great deal to me," she added. A strong breeze picked up, blowing her loose hair from behind her to where it was on either side of her face, up in the wind, as if she had walls on either side of her cheeks. She didn't bother to hold her hair down, just quietly stood there in the wind, her hands just pressed on the front sides of her skirt of her dress lightly so it didn't fly up, but only flutter to and fro in the wind.