[What a kind hunter! Of course, by now she's met a few and she appreciates every single one of them! Her adoptive father, while technically retired as one, still works and hunts when necessary. But he advocates for peace and isn't nearly as rough or trigger happy as a few others she's met. Progress is slow, but any little bit helps in the end.

. . . Even if most hunters, at home at least, are still pretty grumpy and slow to trust.]

I actually haven't met many people from other words with individuals like myself yet. [A few, but not many. And if there are others, well-- they feel different enough that she can't quite tell. She knows there are a number of non-humans, but she can't exactly say what they are.]

Out of curiosity, could I ask about your home? The general public is aware of our existence in my world, but that's only a recent revelation, and most of us prefer to just blend in if possible. It causes a stir otherwise.