She saw the girl coming - part of her wondered when the questions would start. At least some of the group had to be curious sorts, or just helpful souls who needed to be needed. Arya was one of the latter, so she couldn't begrudge the young woman. Her eyes and face registered blankness for a moment, her usual reaction to any shem approaching her; but this was a young woman, someone who'd just helped her.
There was nothing of her that said anything about the Imperium. And that had been...well, there was no such thing as too long ago, not for what Arya had been put through. But she forced a small smile on her face, as she'd learned to do when approached by others. If anything, Arya was good at pretending she was something she was not.
"Yes, I'm quite fine. Really, between my arrows," and she gave a slight nod towards her bow, "and your group's timely arrival, not a hair on my head was harmed." The joke was meant to relax her, the elf sitting on the log, but she just couldn't. Not when she thought of Terin, his wife, and any potential nieces and nephews that she might have, out there in the forest, being attacked by darkspawn. The thought made her stomach turn.