It's not alone time he seeks; he gets plenty of that in his house at the end of the day. More now than he used to, and he doesn't like it. That's his reason for this attempt.

Of course it would be a lot simpler just to head to the inn and make a new friend.

He turns back to look at the woods. He's not even sure where he's heading for his campsite. "I don't know where I'm headed for the moment, but if you've got time, I could use a hand."

Or someone to talk him out of this.