Remilia might recognize one of the names the woman yells out every now and then as 'Cirno', and indeed, she does yell it once again before she stops and watches Remilia float down. She blinks second, her stance shifting to a more defensive one even before she can stop herself. Her hands aren't on any weapons, but even if she's been a bit like a newborn foal recently, she's still prepared to get the hell out of dodge.

"C-can Ah help ya?"