"Have you walked through the forest yet?" Salazar asked her as he took her hand and headed for the door. Salazar wasn't one for physical contact, but Helga was one of the few exceptions. "I was here when I was seventeen as well, and I lived out there for a while. Godric and I built a treehouse." Salazar chuckled to himself then. "We only decided to come back to the castle because Helena threatened to come out there with us in the middle of winter." He was glad he kept some of the memories of when he was there before. Salazar was also there when he was much older, but all he knew of that period he read in his journal.
He opened the door, and held it open for her to exit first. Salazar always was a perfect gentleman. "I didn't mean to cause you any worry."