Well, he's very decisive. It's difficult allowing herself to converse with him without also trying to get to know him - that's not her way. But it's what he needs, so she continues to push that urge away.

She leans her weight back, angling to start walking toward the edge of the park, giving him a beckoning glance in hopes that he'll follow her.

"I don't know exactly," she says in response to both questions. "I know they have a lot of resources, but they're very secretive. At least to outsiders. It would be your best option, though. And they'd be able to explain all this better than I could."

She really hopes he doesn't think she's trying to get rid of him, but she doesn't know how to be friendlier without being too friendly. Maybe if she just asks a couple questions...?

"Are you going to be okay?" she asks softly, as gently as she can.