Unsure of whether the 'hello' was from a person or an animal, Rhiannon refused to raise her head at first. In fact, she insisted with the talking thing to "Stop talking to me!" before it spoke again and Rhiannon raised her head at last to see a blonde girl.
"Are you the one asking for help?" She asked weakly, meanwhile ignoring her horse who once again asked for apples and protested against insects she couldn't see. Rhiannon was never one to refuse aid to anybody, though at the moment she offered it reluctantly. Sighing, she straightened her back. "What do you need?"