[Actually her shin kind of hurts, but she's ignoring that for now because she doesn't DARE relax, no matter how friendly and affable this creature happens to be. It's not your fault, Tommy. Rialynn's just horribly superstitious.]

Wh...wha...

[She can scarcely speak. She retreats a few steps, still not comfortable with the amount of space between them just yet. Swallowing hard, she tries again.]

What are you...?