She doesn't look anywhere near as livid when they had been fighting the boar in the mountain for the sole reason that Altaïr is practically disrespecting her. Her repeated 'no' is a strangled squawk of anger as she swallows it, immediately recognizing what he's doing.

That won't stop her from being incredibly pouty as a result. "I think we need to go and find someone to talk to about them." She tugs out the other more serious reason drawing him out from the rooftops of Cadens. "The Academy apparently has some kind of department that specializes in creatures like them. I figured it would be a good place to start."