Despite being lost a little in her own thoughts, hearing the sudden noise behind her had her on full alert.
She might not know what kind of beasts or creatures are here, but she's going to make sure nothing gets at her before she at least has a chance to defend herself, so shortly after the noise sounds behind her, she drops the apple crate which clatters to the ground with a few of the apples jumping out from the shock of the landing, the sound echoing along the stone and concrete.
In the same movement she took to drop the small crate she pulls an arrow from the quiver and draws her bow as she turns to face the man, she looks both startled and determined, though she does blink at the friendly looking man when he speaks to her.
"I don't know if it's morning." She glances at her dropped food and huffs at the apples that have fallen, not that she wouldn't eat them anyway, but if they end up fighting right now they might get damaged and she has no idea when she might find more down here.
"How do I know this isnae a trick?"
For her the translation wasn't at all a problem, even for her time there were enough encounters with the English in Scotland by now for her to be speaking it most of her life so any changes that do happen with her words she doesn't really notice, and is too concerned with figuring out if this man is going to cause trouble.
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She might not know what kind of beasts or creatures are here, but she's going to make sure nothing gets at her before she at least has a chance to defend herself, so shortly after the noise sounds behind her, she drops the apple crate which clatters to the ground with a few of the apples jumping out from the shock of the landing, the sound echoing along the stone and concrete.
In the same movement she took to drop the small crate she pulls an arrow from the quiver and draws her bow as she turns to face the man, she looks both startled and determined, though she does blink at the friendly looking man when he speaks to her.
"I don't know if it's morning." She glances at her dropped food and huffs at the apples that have fallen, not that she wouldn't eat them anyway, but if they end up fighting right now they might get damaged and she has no idea when she might find more down here.
"How do I know this isnae a trick?"
For her the translation wasn't at all a problem, even for her time there were enough encounters with the English in Scotland by now for her to be speaking it most of her life so any changes that do happen with her words she doesn't really notice, and is too concerned with figuring out if this man is going to cause trouble.