He blinks at her, a little startled to be caught staring. She doesn't seem offended at least. He briefly looks down the other road. Not thinking of ditching her this time, just curious, but doesn't see anything of interest.

He hums to himself, "That's not a small number..." At least not for out here in the middle of seemingly nowhere. "Dragging people here? Wait hang on." He looks at her directly, "You didn't choose to come here?" He has a sinking feeling in his stomach. Suspecting he knows the answer. And that its going to sound eerily familiar.