Only two days, so this place was not her Hawk Haven. The toe of his boot lingered inches from the glow cast out from the fire beneath the bridge and moved no further upon her request. He had no intention of frightening this woman, nor incur the wrath of her canine companion.
"This is my first nightfall in such a place." Making conversation while held at bay wasn't ideal, but Robin often did well at charming his way into favor with words, an easy smile. At least, it had often worked where he came from.
The bow was shrugged off his shoulder and set on end. His hands clasped atop it, leaning slightly against it for support. Her suspicion was noted and he was preparing himself to remain standing there for as long as it would take. "Your Hawk Haven.. is it anything like this?" Already he assumed no. Her clothing was the most like his he'd seen all day and her English, while broken, was the most familiar to his own dialect as well.