Skellig bows his head just a touch as she approaches him - he does not kneel - and nods.

"It is Skellig, what I am called." He feels nervous (why is he nervous, it is just Kreyu, his partner, his wife, his mate) and unsettled and she will probably sense that, but he does not back away or cower. "I apologize for their foolishness."

He has heard the stories, of those who who wandered into the woods and never found their way out. His eyes wander her form again, and his heartrate quickens - though it is not fear that has his blood racing through his veins. "I am grateful for your guidance, as I have never felt lost here in these woods, for all I have wandered within their boundaries."