She watched him as he started to retrieve his things. "You...really don't want to know. Trust me." Did that make it sound worse than it was? Maybe. Maybe not. It was really only dire for her. Besides, if he was still holding on to that grudge, he'd probably think this was what she deserved.
Pushing herself back up to her feet, she brushed herself off again. "So may I? Stick around?" She was asking his permission, yes, but the odds were...even if he said no...she would. At least for a little while. She liked it here. Good...hunting.