[ That he keeps landing places already occupied makes him begin to doubt his eye sight! Not that it matters much, as he has never, in his life, faced a threat from a woman. More like that they always knew he was no threat, though, and perhaps he should take one so armed and cocky with some seriousness. There is something strange about her.

Still, when he turns towards her voice and eyes her, her banter receives an ill-amused huff in reply. ]

Of course! Mutton is a very important foodstuff to worry about.

[ Immensely important, at that! Especially when one doesn't care to go gallivanting after something more clued in to avoiding large shadows from above. ]

And no, I am not. [ She does get points for figuring that part out on her own. ] I take it your Skyrim has dragons, then, if you are asking me such a thing?