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It really was a gorgeous day.

The forest was peaceful, seemingly quiet but filled with the sounds of its denizens every moment. Birdsong, leaves rustling from wind and animals alike. The sounds were all unfamiliar to her, but soothing nonetheless. The sun breaking through the canopy helped, too. There were trees in Sigi's homeland, of course, but nothing like this. Evergreens were all you would find up north and those forests were darker, quieter places. Forbidding even. Like anything else in the north those forests were not for the faint of heart, and traversing them was not a peaceful walk. Without your respect, the things that could be inside those woods could be a painful lesson.

But such thoughts belonged to another place, another life. The day was beautiful.

The whole trip had been easy enough, and everyone got along decently well so far. Finn and Tristram didn't. Predictably. But everyone else was civil, at worst. Except for Jane. [i]She[/i] always seemed to stay as far away from everyone else as possible, and Sigi didn't really understand why. Leona and Tristram were talking about their path, what they might find, that sort of thing up towards the front. She was listening, but...

It didn't really concern her.

Not that she didn't care, or it wasn't important or anything like that really. But Leon seemed to be the natural leader of their half the group, and Tristram had assumed the role for theirs. And he could have it. It was nice that Finn thought it should be her but she really didn't want to do it. Being nice to people is easy, solving problems is easy, pulling her weight is easy. Sigi could even play a pretty good mediator if she needed to. She enjoyed doing it all, and it wasn't really that she was lazy. Maybe a little, but that wasn't why.

For all his many, many faults Tristram had a more realistic view of the world than she did. Sigi was an optimist. She knew it, too. She liked to think the best of people, and she liked to take them at their word. Not naively. She could see a lie for what it was fine. But that was different from telling whether or not someone was telling the [i]truth[/i]. The realistic, sometimes harsh appraisal needed for strategy... She couldn't really do it. It was a lot different from understanding the enemy in front of you. Plus it suited his ego nicely. No, Tristram could have the job. It left her free for more important concerns.

Keeping the party to her right, Sigi lagged behind a few steps to let Jane catch up to her and then carefully matched pace. She flashed the helmeted woman a wide smile and cocked her head a little.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"You're Jane, right?"[/color]