Effie bared her teeth in silence at the newcomer, though she didn't expect him to notice. It was just her luck that another being would appear; it wasn't like there were enough oafs to avoid to begin with. Silently praying he would be on his merry way, she started to sharpen a knife - mostly out of habit and nothing to do - until it drew a thin line of red on her finger from the barest of touches. 

"Gods give me patience." She hissed, leaning against a tree and hoping they would move soon. There was no time to dilly-dally.