She honestly didn't have any idea of what was going on in his head. True, he seemed to take some inspiration from her words, but just WHAT that inspiration was left her a bit ....hesitant to say the least, furrowing her brows slightly as she watched him start to get up and head for the horizon. She wasn't sure what to say to this guy, there was something..... desperate about him. As if he NEEDED a direction, as if he was driven to some obsession she herself wasn't quite keyed into. And in that moment she really wondered: what honestly could she do? "Be careful."
She cautioned in his wake. IT felt like it would be more useful than to ask what it was he was seeking. Some part of her figured that perhaps it would be best not to know. So for the time being she simply watched him leave and turned her back on him, starting to walk off in the opposite direction as her mind buzzed with uncertainty. For now at the very least, she simply couldn't afford to worry about him.