His brush was met with a lean of her own, it wasn't him she was mad with, not really. In fact, if she was asked outright she'd have to admit it was really herself she was pissed with, this was all her fault after all. She very much doubted anything that had happened had been done to spite her but that didn't change the fact that it hurt to see them functioning, no thriving without her. As his steps slowed, so did hers until his voice finally broke the silence between them.
She wasn't sure what she had been expecting him to say, maybe another argument from a different angle to try and convince her to go back home? As it was, his words caught her completely off guard and she stood there with her mouth slightly agape, suddenly realising that perhaps intervening in the owl incident wasn't quite enough to pay @Reyes back for this one, and then it hit her, "Hey, what do you mean again?" What on earth had he been up to to need saving more than once? The very real possibility of a world without @Askan wasn't one she was willing to contemplate, if not now, not ever. She bought herself to rest alongside him, resting her (decidedly more angular than it had been) shoulder against his, as if nothing had changed at all. Clearly he still had more to tell her and she had no intention of letting him go until she had heard it all.