Falling quiet after a while, the woman did not bother to continue conversation as it seemed Aluren had little to want to say anyway. Their walk was at least pleasant, though a bit strange to actually believe she was with someone who had the capacity to speak, even if he didn't like to to begin with.<br/><br/>Isabella had thought the bird to just be a crow somewhere up in the trees, and thus had paid no mind to such a thing. When her companion started to express distress over it however, she gave him a worried glance and the tilt of her head.<br/><br/>"I think it is just a bird, Aluren..." She tried, biting her lip however as she feared he may turn his frustration out on her.<br/><br/>"I mean, I hope it is at least.. I do like birds, to be honest, and I hope you don't decide you would like a bit of avian in your diet for the day.." She mumbled about, more to herself than to him as her silver gaze scanned the dying treetops warily, looking out for hollows rather than evil birds whom may or may not have a bone to pick with her.