“Let me keep you company then,” he answered and smiled at her. “I’m heading there myself at the moment.”
She hesitated for a moment. All the men she met always turned out to be either raving mad, or dead. After meeting Alassane, the sanity of the people she ran into had just seemed to go steadily downhill.
She looked at the man, who had yet to introduce himself, one more time. He looked remarkably normal, and it was unlikely he could get her into any more trouble on the short way to the temple than she could manage by herself.
“Lead the way,” she told him. She needed to stop being so paranoid. It couldn’t be healthy to suspect every friendly stranger of being a crazed mass-murderer.