[She moves past the dog thing with remarkable ease. She barely even makes a comment. But, most people are hardened by the world they're in so it's not that surprising.

His head tilts as she begins her question. It stays tilted. Is she asking if he likes people, wants company, or likes people...?]

Um...

[She points to her hand.]

Oh.

[He shifts the quiver a little on his shoulder, uncomfortable. His head ducks.]

... I try... very hard... to be safe... I hunt to... settle my head... [Since the hunger was never going away.] But... not you... [He lifts his head up and it's tilting slightly again, this time with wonder.] It's like... you're turned... but not... Here but...