[Traveling with Isaac these past few days has strengthened Hector's sense for him, and he senses Isaac's presence before he shows himself. Hector is armed now, but doesn't have steel bared. The fairy is gone, replaced for now with a wingosaurus, which he has been using to shorten his journey by gliding down the mountain.

Hector is dressed in a fresh pair of clothes, a new sash around his waist, looking as put together and aloof as he ever did in the castle.]

I went to collect my things, and to make sure she is well. Julia is compassionate, and leaving her to worry over my fate did not rest well with me.

[He knows what Isaac really wants to know, but in this regression into the colder version of himself, before Rosaly had melted through his walls of ice, he does not offer the information. If Isaac cares to know, he will have to ask it.]