"I wish I knew," Rae says, quiet, still looking out into the darkness, eventually lifting her gaze to follow the shadowy forms of trees at the nearer edge of the forest. In the shimmering darkness of their leaf shadows, she can hear them sing of their yearning love for the sun that guides their days, while their roots stretch down and embrace the cool, sweet darkness beneath the earth.

She can hear the frustration in his voice - knows it is the same as her own.

"I don't know what I want from you, what I'm chasing you for," she says, shifting her eyes to his as she steps forward. "If I knew, I'd tell you, and not just say because you chased me first. I know it wouldn't be true. Not really."

"You've... frightened me half out of my wits and threatened me... st... bought a kiss from me for the return of my knife... you've talked to me, trusted me, told me about the pain you carry from your past, and trusted me not to betray you to security when I said I would find you sustenance... And sometimes I swear I've known you longer than I have, like I met you a long time ago and just can't really remember... and I have no idea why you do any of this - what you want from me that makes you do these things."

She shakes her head, her voice dry with irritation and emotional weariness. "You're everything I'm not, because I can't be like you and still be myself. And you say you can never be like me... But here we are. Both chasing, both being chased. Not knowing why."