As I'm sure you can see, I have neither arrows nor a spear! Though I suppose my staff could double as the latter if I really put my back into it, but I'd rather not.

[ closing her eyes again, she returns to her somewhat meditative state, but continues speaking; she likes to talk, incidentally, and as of being here, there's lots of things to tell. her mouth remains curved in a light smile, content that she would be capable to assist the young man from this distance if he required it. ]

Only a very disagreeable creature that reminded me somewhat of a griffon, except pale pink in colour. The fault was mine, though, I think, as I was attempting to practice a spell and seemed to disturb its hunting. It seemed very angry with me, but ran off rather than attacked me. [ as a vague afterthought, as if she's only just realised this, ] Thankfully.

[ opening her eyes once more, trevelyan tips her head towards him. ]

And you?