"I hear someone," Skellig comments. "Using a blade, though it is not for violence in this case."

The oddly-colored splashes of (mostly) dried blood on the rocks and trees gives him a slight reason to be concerned, but since she does not seem worried about it, he keeps his thoughts to himself for the time being. "I do not sense much of an 'army' about, but they could be hidden from my senses somehow."