The huff is an interesting touch, and doesn't really make it any easier for her in deciding how to cope with a talking skeleton bear. At least he agrees that all of this is pretty weird, for whatever that is worth.

When he rolls onto his side, she does relax a lot more. Flopping over is a universal sign of harmlessness, and he can't lunge at her from that position anyway. It's her turn to snort quietly. Safety... not really something she's ever needed to look for. Not for herself, at least. Though she guesses it's a small comfort that that won't be changing. "I guess it could be worse then, though I'd really much rather go back home, and get back to my job."

Don't suppose you know where the exit is, big guy?