[ She follows his gaze, and luckily, the thought patterns of a shark are not exactly that mysterious. Although this definitely makes her feel like she's been lied to by every person who ever told her that shark attacks on humans are rare and defensive.

With a sharp inhale, she nods. ] Mm, 'kay, got it. But that's not somethin' you can really do here. Or... most places in Abraxas. See, the native people, they get real angry if you just run around, eatin' folks. Gotta save that for only special people. [ There's a brief pause before she adds, ] And never eat another Summoned, understand?

[ She points at him with one finger, then herself. Her voice is strong, but still placating. ] You are one of us. A Summoned. We're family, and family don't eat family. Right?

[ This point made, she looks around the square once more, spots one of the few food stalls open. She wonders if they might have quite a lot of that weird almost-venison the werewolves eat on hand. ]

Follow me. My name is Julie. Do you have a name?