"Someone put a forest back there. Dunno if you've seen it." She jerks a thumb casually in the direction she'd just come from, not bothering to hide the way she looks him over, cocks her head consideringly. The dog gets a few absent-minded pets behind the ears before she pulls to her feet again, and Frank might not that she's looking a little disheveled herself.

Like she just pulled herself from unconsciousness out of the nearby bushes. Go figure.

"Thought I'd find food this way. What about you?" The corner of her mouth quirks upwards as one hand gestures vaguely in his direction. "You master of the hounds, or something? Quite the motley crew."

Don't look like fighters, most of them. Who knows. Maybe they're for eating around here, for all she knows.