Elsie startles with a soft "Meep" as Ryja bounds over, but then she realizes she's been given helpful advice so she lights up in a small but sincere smile.

Her gaze gravitates to Ryja's mask, and as soon as she's laid the basket on the table (atop a mostly empty platter of sandwiches) her fingers reach out instinctively to try and caress the mask on Ryja's face. "Pretty..."

She'd be quite happy to say that these mushrooms are all safe. She knows the forest well. It provides for her. It could provide for others too if they want to listen to it.