She doesn't startle, and she seems to have a very clear knowledge of where the plants are. They're still murmuring, after all. She sidles out of his way, and considers him thoughtfully for a moment before deciding to follow him. Maybe she'll learn something. Maybe she'll get to eat something that's not porridge.

"I know how to cook," she informs him, "just not how to turn an animal into meat you can do that with."