i've been hijacked

 As she approached, she studied the dark male. He spoke, greeting her with a slight incline of his head and then he got to the point- asking what she wanted. A chuckle pulled from her jaws, and with Greek's silence, she would speak. "What makes you think that I want anything?" Her tone is practically a coo. She would come closer to him, stopping about six feet away from him, and studied him. "Maybe I just want to talk to a stranger." She said simply. A wry smile pulled at her jaws, and she winked at him. "I'm Roman- This is Greek." She introduced, nodding at her companion. Perhaps giving him a name, would push him to have a civil conversation. Greek eyed the pine-marten, and didn't speak again. Roman could only wonder what his issue with pine-marten's were. Politely, Roman waited to see what this stranger would say.