Firefly Ravine what is there to answer if I'm the only one?

When the voice of a stranger called out, Dorea halted all of her efforts for something to hastily toss in the waters. A child was to assume that perhaps they should not talk to strangers but there were a few things that made her consider such a rule. He seemed like her own age which meant surely no one would be mad if they interacted. Playmates and the such. Not to mention she rarely talked so it wasn't as if she was really talking to a stranger.

Her head canted to the side as she watched an ear flick and shoo off a dragonfly. Had its presence not been so fleeting she might have commanded for them to catch it but it was gone before she could take a step forward. As she lost interest in the now absent insect, her blue gaze settled upon the boy's features. Although she didn't say anything the message from her body language was rather clear.

"What?"