It's weird, but the creature, whatever it is exactly, seems almost...sad. Disappointed. Or something. That's not an emotion she's seen any sort of animal present before, not like this. It makes her curious, more than she probably should be, though it doesn't lower her guard.
She registers the surprise on the creature's face. It must not have heard her. It...did seem distracted by something. It causes a hint of her own surprise to cross her face, and while she's careful not to move, she takes the almost awkward pause between them to glance over the thing's face. Get a good look at it. Search it, even. It's just a second before he rearranges his expression that she notices the...something else that was there. She can't put a finger on what sort of expression it was, exactly, she didn't get long enough to look at it, but the very fact that his face is expressing anything is pretty amazing to her.
Silence continues to hang in the air, and Katniss continues to simply stare back at the... Hm. He looks like a giant lizard with wings, really. But it's staring at her, and she's staring back, and if she's not mistaken...it looks curious. At least that's a bit more common for an animal. She's still wary, but her own curiosity is getting the better of her; she should be running away, just to be safe. The fact that the lizard with wings hasn't lunged at her, however, has kept her in place, and the longer she looks it over, the more she notices. First the wings, of course, but then...what it's wearing. It doesn't look like something it could put on itself, it looks manmade, even looks like some sort of...saddle, maybe? It's not domesticated, is it?
"What are you?" She asks finally, not that she expects an answer. It's more wondering aloud than anything else, and she stays firmly in place, mostly hidden behind the wall, hand still gripping her makeshift weapon as she watches him carefully.
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She registers the surprise on the creature's face. It must not have heard her. It...did seem distracted by something. It causes a hint of her own surprise to cross her face, and while she's careful not to move, she takes the almost awkward pause between them to glance over the thing's face. Get a good look at it. Search it, even. It's just a second before he rearranges his expression that she notices the...something else that was there. She can't put a finger on what sort of expression it was, exactly, she didn't get long enough to look at it, but the very fact that his face is expressing anything is pretty amazing to her.
Silence continues to hang in the air, and Katniss continues to simply stare back at the... Hm. He looks like a giant lizard with wings, really. But it's staring at her, and she's staring back, and if she's not mistaken...it looks curious. At least that's a bit more common for an animal. She's still wary, but her own curiosity is getting the better of her; she should be running away, just to be safe. The fact that the lizard with wings hasn't lunged at her, however, has kept her in place, and the longer she looks it over, the more she notices. First the wings, of course, but then...what it's wearing. It doesn't look like something it could put on itself, it looks manmade, even looks like some sort of...saddle, maybe? It's not domesticated, is it?
"What are you?" She asks finally, not that she expects an answer. It's more wondering aloud than anything else, and she stays firmly in place, mostly hidden behind the wall, hand still gripping her makeshift weapon as she watches him carefully.