"All right," Daine lifts her hands peaceably. Maybe the tall man is a god, and he doesn't want Tim talking about him. That's not so hard to imagine. "I won't tell."

She hesitates, then resumes walking towards the sounds of other children. She's not overeager to be near other two-leggers, but there's a good chance any food to be had will be over there.

"I've a knack with animals," she offers, a bit hesitantly. Maybe he'll look less upset if he knows she's not normal, either. She lowers her voice before adding, "They talk to me, sometimes."