The courier was kneeling next to her, washing her blood off of his hands with a bucket full of water. When she spoke, he immediately rose to his feet in surprise. "Er... Hello, stranger." He managed to say, trying to figure out where to start and how to ask the questions he had for her. He started to pace, slightly nervous that the lovely woman he thought dead was now alive and well, looking right at him. He brushed back his scruffy light brown hair, finally putting words together. "I found you off the side of the cliff, close to death. I am fortunate Providence put me in front of you, or you would have most likely succumbed to your wounds. Most likely scenario is that you fell from the cliffs above. What happened to you?"