She wouldn't move closer to him, nor would she back away which Soliloquy took to be a good sign, at the very least it couldn't be a bad one. She would speak as well, voice softer than he may have anticipated and words with far more conversational value than he had provided. All he had done was given his proof that he had in fact remembered who she was despite his poor treatment of her as of late. The problem that followed however was the fact that Soliloquy had no real reply for her. He had not searched that deep into himself for an answer really and even if he had some meaningful response would he have been able to speak it out loud?
"I'm not sure." He would admit. He longed to take another step closer, though he had stopped as she had looked away and now instead simply remained watching her carefully for some sign that perhaps he could progress closer. It was strange how many steps back this odd relationship had taken, physical contact had been a base for everything between them really, beginning in from their initial meeting. "You like it here." Anywhere would have been fine for him, though Isolde had liked the orchard. It wasn't the gully that they had met though with that pack still claiming the lands there was no way he could take her there.
