Newt's scent was nearly overpowering now, causing Taurig to stop in his tracks, mikly eyes zeroed in the direction where her scent was the strongest. He could feel her presence near him, hear her breathing, but there was something off about her voice. A name, a flower, thorns, I cannot recall. You called me something? A creature perhaps? She didn't sound like the Newt that he remembered. Newt it's me, Taurig. Do you remember me? He felt stupid asking her if she remembered him, since he very clearly remembered her. Something didn't feel right though. Had something happened to the woman while she'd been gone?
Are you alright Newt? Scarred nostrils would flare, tasting Newt's scent. He couldn't smell any blood on her and she didn't seem to be in any kind of distress, so what could be wrong, if there was anything wrong? The titan stood several steps away, torn ears standing to attention as he waited to see if the giantess would recognize him and remember who he was.
