He cocks his head to the side, studying her for a moment. "Cobb Vanth."

It's a little strange not to introduce himself with the title but being Marshal is meaningless here. There's no law enforcement that he can figure out. No real crime either. Folks are just kind to each other and trust. It doesn't sit easy with him, that sort of peace. Feels false.

"You need someone to walk with you?" he asks, taking her hesitation as fear. It's not a brightly lit path back and the shadows can look like monsters in the trees. He's still getting used to trees in general.