Freydis couldn't hide the confusion that forced her brows to knit together as she mulled over what the stranger had just said. Where.. where would they be going? Why would they be going? Then it dawned on her that the moss-colored wolf must have thought it an invitation. She coughed, cleared her throat, and scrambled for a response. "Ah, uh.. yeah, no. I'm kind of busy right now." Was... that the best excuse she could come up with? "I was just.." What? She was just what? "I was looking for my friend, and I really better be looking for her." Sure. Good enough.