The silver haired child was correct; after all, there could be a trap waiting. And if there was anyone in the group who knew about traps, it would be Veronika. “We don’t really have much of an option. There doesn’t seem to be much else around, it could take days to find another settlement. How exactly do you think we all got here anyway? No, something tells me we’re going to be stuck here for some time.” 

Thankfully, the unease soon died and brandished weapons became introductions. It was good that everyone decided to keep things short and not go on about their life stories. Yes, it’s always useful to have a mercenary on your side, but what if they knew that she was also a former bandit? Ignorance would be bliss in this situation. “And I am Veronika.”