Stone Circle and this, where i lay,

blondine hadn't thought much of the stranger's approach until he began to speak. hm? she asked, turning to face his general direction, i'm alright, doll. you alright? a smile crept onto her maw, accompanied by a low-pitched chuckle. 

i don't believe we've met, stranger, the huntress croaked, but, well.. i reckon i wouldn't know anyhow. a joke, meant to alleviate whatever stress he was feeling about her disability. funny how often she had to do that.