"How do you live in this forest alone? Don't you have any kids or someone?"
"No, I never married." She replied casually.
"Oh," was all Isabella replied because a step ahead would have been crossing over her privacy.
"So are you ready to go back?" She questioned her after she was finished mopping the floor and washing her bowl.
"Yes, I guess." She didn't even know that woman and the little interaction she had with her wasn't very pleasant, still she felt a pull towards her from the very first moment. She was feeling bad for the weak old woman living alone in a forest. She couldn't imagine how she would be able to fulfill her needs, how she would get water or hunt for food. She could barely walk. Maybe she uses magic, she thought to herself and the thought fit well.