You're turning everything over in your mind when there's a sound behind you: booted feet crunching on fallen pine needles.
"Hey." It's Lianna, of course.
There's something different about her, and it takes you a couple seconds to figure out what it is: she's more relaxed now. You couldn't have realized how tense she was before—it the first time you saw her, and you didn't have anything to compare that to. But here in the softer air, with the gentler sunlight and scent of lilacs, Lianna looks more at ease, like an animal that's been returned to its native habitat or a plant finally growing in the right kind of soil.
"Sorry for being late," Lianna continues. "I didn't want to leave you on your own for so long. But I'm glad you've had a chance to see what this place is like." The smile turns to a sincere glow that lights up her entire face. "Isn't it amazing? I really hope you can help us. Can I tell you more about everything?"
So, Lianna wants to talk? Okay. How are you going to approach this?