Martel blinked, turning slowly to face the other woman, trying to keep the look of...  Disbelief from her face.  Not disbelief that she had been treated somewhat amicably, that had happened a few times in the past, more surprised that the woman seemed to think she couldn't speak common.  She managed to wait until Lyra's back was turn before rolling her eyes, but still had to hesitate for a moment to ensure any sound of...  Distaste or perturbation did not enter her voice.<br/><br/>"I can understand you."<br/><br/>The snake woman spoke firmly, her voice was female, but not especially feminine.  She could not keep a slight sigh from emerging  as she followed the other back.<br/><br/>"And I'm quite capable of providing for myself from these lands, thank you, why, are you in need of assistance?"<br/><br/>Many of those who had approached her seemingly in kindness had proven just to want to try to use her for her particular talents.  Though she was not overly suspicious of the other combatant, Lyra's willingness to flee made Martel wonder if the human woman did not, in fact, truly need aid in her travels.  She would not mind the company for a time, even if it was at the cost of having to spend longer periods hunting or searching for food in the woods, this land was not so wild as to be particularly dangerous, other than the hobgoblins and their kin, it seemed, but not so tamed yet as to have to wilderness to hunt in.  She believed she could manage for herself and another, if it came to that.