I now have a new decision to make...
The man that exited the hut looks simple. His clothes are worn and clearly have seen better days. I can see dirt on his hands, especially under his nails. He has an earthly smell with a scraggly beard. He looks like a farmer.
He is probably is one too. There seems to be a small path leading toward the back of the hut. It is the kind of path that was made simply by the repeated passage of a single human over a long period.
It is also very well defined. This means that the man always walks the same exact way without going out of it. It shows someone with ingrained habits. Seeing how coarse his hands look, he probably works a lot. That is when he comes out of his stupor and greets me in a friendly tone.
"Hello, there! It's not often that people pass through here. You seem exhausted! Are you alright?"
I give an embarrassed smile as I awkwardly scratch my head.
