[Navia's first suggestion has Frieda all hesitant - she'd feel bad for the trees that'd get felled without a need for wood, but that's a rather silly reason to risk getting lost in the dark woods, isn't it? She's relieved when the other woman turns out to be more adventurous than that, ill-advised as it objectively seems to blithely press on without taking any precautions. The will of her ancestor that she inherited may have reduced her self-preservation instincts down to almost nothing, but she needs to think about Navia too!]

I have to warn you - I don't know how to fight. I do possess light- and healing magic, though! What do you do back home? I saw your umbrella earlier... it's not a regular one, is it?