When his fingers closed, they were surprisingly gentle. She didn't need to be spooked, and he knew all too well how people could take his appearance. The same way they usually took his name, he thought with a faint smirk.

"Yeah. Most people seem alright with calling me 'Bull'. I know, it's kind of a mouthful." He released his hold on her hand and straightened, regarding her for a moment. "And hey, kind of fits, right? I mean, the horns and all..."

Another glance was given behind them before he cleared his throat. "But seriously. We ought to get moving. We can chat on the way. Feel alright walking for a ways? Camp shouldn't be far."