"You should probably do something with your hair if you're going to go for a weapon every time you get surprised," Laura pointed out practically. She hadn't been particularly alarmed by the motion, the way she was raised having afforded her a certain nonchalance towards the prospects both of fighting and of injury, and while the hair thing might be a little hypocritical, well, it wasn't like her parents had ever tried to make her training more convenient for her. If something was going to get in her way, she had best learn to deal with it herself, and tight buns or short haircuts had never been her first instinct.
She shrugged off the apology. "Apparently I can be quiet sometimes. I was just sitting on the wall." And unlike Torunn it seemed, she wasn't one to say things out loud that didn't need to be. It seemed weird enough to speak to animals like that sometimes, and more than once she'd caught herself simply thinking things at Azanah despite knowing that half the point was that animals could become accustomed to your tone of voice and even learn a few words.