[It's not his name that Taion has concerns about forgetting. After all, their names and faces were something that never changed, no matter how many times they fought and died.

He nods in response to her question, putting the dark thoughts aside.]

There don't appear to be any others nearby, to that would be the logical course of action. The trails here are well-marked, at least.

[Everything is, really. The lines of trees are too, well, linear to be natural.]