Distinctly troubling; she didn't seem like someone who kept a diary of appointments, nor a to-do list full of reminders, but what good would it do to nag her?

At her invitation, he frowned. It was a moment before he answered. For a few uneasy seconds he thought of all he had to do which wasn't go charging through the wilds with mad creatures like Aileas. "I'll run with you," he said, "but the blood of beasts does nothing for me, and I don't hunt the quick anymore. For the sake of hunting, though." He flashed her a smile. "Yes."