"How can you be so sure? We know nothing about what lurks in the woods during the night." Not that she would know very much about the woods at all, preferring to avoid it. She did, however, worry for him, even if it was nonsensical.

She glanced back towards her home. "It was too quiet inside." It was a poor excuse but it made sense in her mind. "Amy has gone. I grew so used to her being here that now I don't know how to live alone anymore."