Ezra had the lantern in one hand, his pack over one shoulder, and of course he had his splitting maul with him, because shit happened. He walked along slower than he normally would with her, eyes searching their surroundings as they walked into the deeper shadows.
"Ezra," he told her. "Are you going to be living here?" he asked, curious on that point. He wouldn't necessarily mind seeing her again, even if he was still wary. So far, things had been alright. Definitely cause for further exploration.