It was only a brief flicker, but Fíadh could swear the woman's eyes are ... darker then normal. Or is it the shadows of the forest? Yes, surely that must be the cause. Still she can't seem to loosen her grip on her bow.

"Good to know."

Not really, Fíadh certainly has no usefor dyes, but it's an acknowledgement. She steps carefully to better face the woman while she continues talking.

"Are you very familiar with these woods? Do you know the best game to find?"