Is there credit for reasonable reactions? Some might be due here as Gaia, while she stands in challenge, is also listening to Barnabas's warning about the threat that lies hidden in the terrain. Her expression grows serious and she pauses long enough to peer with narrowed eyes at the nearby landscape and even at the ground as if looking for signs and tracks of the sort of wildlife she can expect.

Thanks to her time in Kamurkia she actually did pick up some skills in the subject and even if there's no signs of great beasts, Barnabas might notice her gaze lingering on smaller traces of animals passing that have not been wiped away by Grani's prancing or her own footfalls.

"I'm not unskilled." There's a but lingering there. One of the things she had been going through was not being as skilled as she normally was. And that was a problem when going into the unknown. Gaia's clearly rethinking her circumstances, made evident by the way her head tilts to one side and she takes on the task of studying Barnabas.

"Well, what do you suggest then?" The trolley's going to be the upside of another six hours. She could move on and risk herself. But the man seems to be offering a hidden option she's not yet comprehending.