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The woman’s muzzle tilted ever so slightly in his direction but the path of her gaze seemed fixated upon the ice; for she had not even so much as glimpsed his way as far as he could tell. "Hmm," The ponderous noise rumbled quietly in his chest as he paused in his steps, puzzling through it. Was keeping her eyes upon the ice so more important than a potential stranger moving towards her? Particularly one with dried blood splattered on his chest and dried on his chin from his previous meal? Never mind that she had not yet seen the blood since she had not even remotely looked at him. Still, it was starting to smell and even if the wind was not in her favor it was likely she could smell it. Even then, she did not seem too terribly troubled. Not that Raiden had ill intentions of any sort, but still he was caught between finding it amusing and confusing, with no particular deterrence towards one or the other.
She corrected him in a soft whisper that caused his ears to twitch back as he pondered why she was whispering - he was the only one around besides her and he already knew of her presence - there was no reason to whisper as if she would disturb someone. Her following explanation of what she was trying to accomplish brought with it the faint consideration that maybe she was trying not to scare off the fish that must have been taunting her beneath the surface of the ice. In all honesty, it sounded like a lot of hassle for a fish in Raiden’s opinion. "You realize that in that case you might be here all night?" Raiden inquired in a thoughtful tone, inhaling as he considered his next words. "I have a fawn I caught earlier. I saved half of it in my private cache. You’re welcome to it. It certainly will be easier than trying to figure out how to break the ice without ending up trapped beneath the ice all in the name sake of a meal." A meager meal at that, though Raiden kept his general dislike of fish out of this conversation.