He's surprisingly easily led when he's out of sorts--at least, when that out-of-sorts doesn't involve having people pointing weapons at him. It seems safe enough. He'll be polite, and he'll find out where she is.

"Eleanor. Her name's Eleanor. She's sixteen, almost as tall as I am, brown hair, blue eyes. She's dressed kinda like I am too. She's a good girl, it's just easier for her to climb around building things when she's wearing trousers."

She's a tomboy and her behavior's a little strange sometimes, but she's as good as anybody else. Maybe even better than most.