A little smile, but she's starting to walk, casting a gaze over her shoulder to ensure the bear is still frozen. "Clearly you've never asked for a favour from Rumpelstiltskin," she replies as they walk. "And you probably want to keep it that way."

Bargains with the Dark One, with any wizard, were risky. Rumpelstiltkin was just especially twisted, it seemed.

"Hermione," repeated, making sure she can remember it. "I like how you think." Still, she exhales a quiet huff of a laugh. "But, honestly? I wasn't going to let someone get eaten by a bear. And besides, you helped me out already." With the ice charm, she means. Come on, if we go this way we'll be downwind."

Nodding to a bit of a slope and a break through the trees, she starts to lead the way, and away from the slope there are the flickering lights of a town.