He's looking for work, that's how he winds up directed her way. The people in the market gossip, everyone knows everyone else, and one person leads to another leads to mentions of the girl who works at the apothecary that's often seen on her own. Carrying supplies, venturing off into the forest by herself, things maybe she could use a hand with.

He doesn't have many marketable skills, but a hell of a lot of strength and a metal arm could come in handy.

He finds her at the apothecary in the middle of the afternoon, slipping quietly through the store and toward the front - despite his height and sheer mass of muscle, he's got a quiet demeanor. Patient, subservient almost, he waits for her attention before he speaks.