He nearly stopped short when she turned to him. Seven hells were not enough deterrent by half. He grinned and executed a solemn bow, bringing his hands together in a show of penitence. "I beg your pardon, sister. The forest make a man forget his courtesy somewhat."
"I'm surprised those robes haven't burst into flames," he said softly. "Best get you out of them before they do..." he stopped close to her and put a hand on her arm as if to help her across the uneven floor. "So best be brief. What brings you here?"