[ Yan watches his every move for signs of deceit or an attack, but he's... actually doing what he said he would. Her ears perk up as he explains the relative simplicity of the magic on the cage (which, she thinks, means she probably could have broken free with enough force and adrenaline to ignore her paw). Her eyes follow the movement as he reaches for his bag, until he produces the picks, leaving her to (mostly) relax again.
He seems to mostly be speaking to himself, unless he legitimately knows what she is, and while she's sure he isn't expecting a response, she gives a huffed-out growl at the mention of becoming a coat. She genuinely has no idea what would be done with her, specifically, if she was being caught in response to the knight's death; it could also be a case of "wrong place, wrong time" as far as stumbling onto a hunter's trap, but she's close enough to the last town that she wouldn't count out hunters looking for her. ]
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He seems to mostly be speaking to himself, unless he legitimately knows what she is, and while she's sure he isn't expecting a response, she gives a huffed-out growl at the mention of becoming a coat. She genuinely has no idea what would be done with her, specifically, if she was being caught in response to the knight's death; it could also be a case of "wrong place, wrong time" as far as stumbling onto a hunter's trap, but she's close enough to the last town that she wouldn't count out hunters looking for her. ]