"No- I mean my friends if any of them have shown up. They'd still be human, not like me. And I'm not hunting anything, really. I was going to the butchers." Granted, the butcher isn't anything like the one in Bavan where she usually goes, where she's worked out a deal the best she can. But they're still wary of monsters like her, and it's enough to have them doing what she wants, even if she hates thinking of it that way, until she can pay properly for what she's taken.

Xion slouches a little, looking off to the side. What she's doing clearly isn't helping her cause, so she tries for another approach. "My name is Xion," she tries for the friendliest tone she can muster, awkwardly holding out her hand, though she doesn't move. "It's nice to meet you." Maybe introductions would set him at ease? She doesn't know, but at least she's trying.