[She jogs along after him, her talons retracting back into her fingertips with a metallic ring.]
Well, I am a mortal. But I can't say that I know any immortals are who are especially fond of me.
[Although she has met a few demi-gods. And the goddess of beauty.
But all of that was before.
This time, it's her turn to observe the stranger: Attractive, even with the silly hat. He doesn't smell Human, although he looks like one. And there's ozone lingering in the air, so it wasn't just the magic of the orchard she was picking up. No blood, as far as she can tell. Still, she must remember her manners.]
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Well, I am a mortal. But I can't say that I know any immortals are who are especially fond of me.
[Although she has met a few demi-gods. And the goddess of beauty.
But all of that was before.
This time, it's her turn to observe the stranger: Attractive, even with the silly hat. He doesn't smell Human, although he looks like one. And there's ozone lingering in the air, so it wasn't just the magic of the orchard she was picking up. No blood, as far as she can tell. Still, she must remember her manners.]
Are you injured?