"It's hardly an intrusion," Ujarak told her, reaching into the bag he had with him to produce a second bowl, into which he ladled a helping of the stew he had been cooking. "I would welcome the company. I haven't seen anyone else in several days," he added as he offered her the bowl. You seem to have much on your mind, little one," he said. "I wouldn't mind listening to your troubles if it would help to share them."