Haleth silently nods her thanks as Canien joins her in carrying wood, her opinion going up a notch. That is good manners for a guest, to help with the work. She remains a little wary, but that is for personal reasons, not as a Chieftain. That smile, small as it was, was...unexpected.

"If you have travelled far, then it would seem that you would only have more new, albeit from far-off places." Haleth shoots her a considering glance. "You are from Thargelion, I think?"

There are a few clues to indicate such. Some of the cut of her clothing, a style familiar to Haleth. Her smile.