[He glances to his side and... ah. Yes. Rosalind... isn't here, in fact. He can fill in what she would say after far too long together, but. He reminds himself that he is alone here.

It's still such a habit.]

Where the town is.

[At least the girl's being helpful.]

There are... mountains to one side, trees to another. I'm afraid I don't know which direction is north.