She laughs softly and shakes her head a little. "That's alright. I wasn't expecting anything other than some company. Anyway, Knotwood is always looking for news of lands we haven't traveled yet. Perhaps you'll be able to entertain her with that, if anything." She shrugs a little and moves to stretch and shake herself out before starting off.

The walk to their makeshift den is a little ways away, but Sirka seems content to walk in silence. For which, she is sure, the older male might be thankful.