She recognizes the voice. It's easy to focus on, when you don't see the face. Arya remembers those glowing eyes, like two bright coins, as he helped her practice her dancing. At first she thinks his voice is coming from the tablet, but when she looks at it and sees nothing, she knows he's somewhere around.

She can't see through the leafy branches under her feet no account of being up so high, but she calls down. "Has anyone been there?"