I've heard stories. That they were small [she indicates a height by uncrossing her arms and holding one straight downwards, the hand tilting so her hand works as a makeshift measuring mark] and quite ugly. Hairy and old and covered in the dust of coal. [She straightens up a bit, only to lean her head to the other side. Mock observing.] Though you seem taller than most. And younger. And covered in horse and not coal.

[She feels cornered - the whole situation made her feel cornered before she even got here, what with herself caring about someone, something, so much that the situation would make her cry - even if it was in a former life, that freaks her out.

And her usual reply to feeling tense and cornered is aggressive bullshitting. Killian just so happened to get the short end of the stick here.]