eyes in the dark

As she spoke, Jorah tossed the bones into the firepit and slung his pack over his shoulder.

Well, if you ever want to sit on a warm and pretty beach for a handful of days, and take a break from testing your luck, let me know. It is the country for it, and I will welcome you in my country, he sighed, taking in the dawnlit trail ahead of them. He hoped she considered it. She had been through so much, but she seemed the sort of woman to stay busy and avoid thinking of it all, just like he was.

Then, he saw in the distance nestled in the pit between two mountains little brown rooftops and small cleared meadows. No smoke trailed from the chimneys. Just a cluster of houses, unidentifiable of purpose.

Do you see that village down there? I didn't see it last night through the dark. You don't suppose there are people in it?