"Can't say that I have." Once Max saw that he's not armed and that there really isn't anyone visible that's going to come and attack them, she stepped more fully into the doorway and gets a good look at the two-legged amphibian guy.

"So I'm thinking maybe we should move along from here, Don." Her tone was casual, and naturally assumed alliance, perhaps banking on him assuming it too. "Maybe scout a bit further out, find us some high ground to hold. Maybe if we're lucky we can hunt something. I've eaten pigeon before. Not rat, but pigeon isn't bad if you close your eyes and think of England." She cocked her head.

"What do you say?"