(She shakes her head and glances at the sky. That is her clock; she follows the rising and falling of the sun and moon.)

Humans feel the need to measure and calculate everything. It takes the mystery out of existing.

(No, she avoids touch, afraid to let even the lightest brush occur. He is not the reason for her fear. Being a woman, rather, is to blame. As a Unicorn, she felt she had some power to protect herself. As a human, she is woefully weak and vulnerable.)

Your nature puzzles me, but I do not think meeting you was a mistake.