[She exits the treeline to stand with her bow in hand to examine the man she just saved. There's a nod from Svanhild for the compliment and little else. She's awkward with people at the best of times. Moreso when she's contemplating the sanity of someone roaming the Hinterlands without an obvious weapon with which to defend themselves.]
Are you alright?
[Clearly he's not maimed or bleeding, but she does quite wonder about the rest of him.
She continues over to the bear and drops to kneel beside it, pulling a knife from her boot. Hope he's not squeamish, she's about to start cleaning her kill.]
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Are you alright?
[Clearly he's not maimed or bleeding, but she does quite wonder about the rest of him.
She continues over to the bear and drops to kneel beside it, pulling a knife from her boot. Hope he's not squeamish, she's about to start cleaning her kill.]