He wondered at the woman's history. Farms had to manage the land, that was true, but even farmers kept in close to eachother for protection. That she grew up and was forced into those cirmumstances..there was a story there.
"If we meet in the future, I would be interested in hearing your story." He wasn't about to impose on a stranger, especially when the story was of a personal nature.
He nodded and walked with her towards the park, using the shield as a way to break through the crowds.