She was small, and tended to be entirely too still, like the calm before a storm, or a cat. The latter was actually a fairly good metaphor her in any situation, but especially now as she studied him, head cocked and eyes faintly narrowed in concentration. That wasn't a good reaction, really; disjointed, and stumbling. He seemed... scared. Of Ami.

She liked that, when it came from her old bullies and classmates. Not so much, it turned out, when it came from big, bear-like men with lost eyes and too-croaky voices.

"You need water," she said after a brief moment of consideration. Her voice was firm, and the gaze she pinned him with had a hardness that starkly contrasted her soft tone and small stature. "And..." She hesitated, very briefly. "I have wire traps around here, so you need me to tell you where to go, too." He was lucky to have avoided them so far, though that was in part due to her not getting to that direction, just yet.

"But you should have water first," she insisted. "You don't want to stumble around, dehydrated and delirious, in the woods." though that wasn't to say he wasn't in that condition already. There was something about him that reminded her of the strays behind her family's shop, and her voice went even gentler. "Water, and then you can go, Kuma-san." Her ears burned in embarrassment when the name slipped out, but it fit. He did look like a bear.