"The pleasure is mine, Miss Stevens. I'm going to have to stash clothes out here for when I shift back. Do come in, I've put a kettle on," he said inviting her into the cabin. Well, to call it a cabin was too modest. It had three bedrooms and was clearly made to be a little more luxurious than a mere hunting cabin. But then this was Colorado, and of the log structures he'd seen so far, his was perhaps the most humble. "It's alright. I don't mind that you were on my land. You said you were gathering herbs?"