"Nice ta meet ya."

The older man says smiling kindly, almost grandfatherly, at her. Fred also smiled but his gaze and smile was more like a younger man who just met a pretty woman.

"A pleasure for sure."

The young man says as he offers to take her bag and load it onto the carriage for her. They both glanced towards Mister Scott but since he wasn't offering a hand or an introduction they simply shrug.

"Right."

Quentin says once everything is packed away.

"Already then?"

He asks them, they couldn't delay much longer if they wanted to locate the spot they were looking for in time to set camp before dark.