"No, I do not. Do you need me to know your story for justification? I do not see you being over eager to know mine, and it is likely you think you know it. Yet I can tell you are unhappy, and simply because of that that I offer you different options other than fading into oblivion. I could have kept walking." And perhaps he wished she did. She hugged her warm furs closer to her body. Not that she was cold. "How many others have stopped and offered you means of ridding yourself of misery?"