[ Good, they can both share a moment of being perplexed by the other, though the way she looks is low on the list of Sherlock's priorities. What is more important is that she clearly isn't a local and they've both ended up in the middle of this forest with neither rhyme nor reason as to how. ]

That would make two of us.

[ But perhaps if Sherlock can find a connection between the two of them, it might lead to the person behind this.

First, though, some sort of shelter might be nice. ]

There's a ravine back the way I came. I'd say we can't be worse off by carrying on the way you've been going.