What a friendly greeting. [She's a little startled for obvious reasons, when a strange man suddenly walks up to her with a weapon and a comment like that.

She eyes him warily] I wasn't planning on staying here longer than necessary. I simply... [Ouse hesitates and looks away, around the compound with a concerned frown.] I do not know where to go. Or where I really am, to be honest.

[She gets the gist of it, from what the Storyteller person...thing said, but...]