Making herself available to take one of the watch shifts as often she was able to was one of the ways Lily had found to be helpful while the group traveled. Apart from the blood rain, she didn’t mind sitting up at night. It had given her time to think about the strange puzzle they’d found themselves in - by way of ghostly escort, and it gave her a chance to study those escorts while they milled around in the periphery, keeping what she thought might be a watch of their own.

When Hendrik approached Lily was left to assume that this would be who was meant to keep the watch with her for that particular stretch of night, and she gave him a smile and a wave before turning to toss another log on the fire. She had seen him during the siege on the farm though obviously, hadn’t had much of an opportunity to introduce herself or have a chat while being deluged with the undead.

“We’ve yet to meet, really, haven’t we?” She began, looking back towards the man. “I’m Lily, are you here to keep watch with me?”