Smiling she took his hand. And this was why she always made sure he had a good home to rest in. Because he loved her and wanted so badly to just help her and please her. "I'd like your company." She didn't trust herself or her own body. She'd blacked out before. Being near water wouldn't help that. "I don't like this. I'm a creature of woods and hunting." She gave a soft laugh, "And here I am, crippled by my own folly. I should have never gone to Conchobar. I should have picked up the spear myself." She knew Conchobar wouldn't have risked hurting her. She'd been his prize and trophy. But she'd been too shocked and in despair.
Smiling she looked to him, "is it cruel I wish my father would have never taken me to see the druid that gave me my curse?"