Instead, her normally stony face turns withering. Which to be fair, is still a compliment, because it's an emotion. Which is more than she gives most everyone else she meets. Not that she thinks he'll take it as a compliment, because it's not like withering is a complimentary look. Even if she is vaguely amused, somewhere buried beneath her normal lack of emotion. Though really, she will absolutely murder him if he comes to close. Or run. That's a real option too, because murdering involves touching.
"Bottom half," she replies after a pause that's just a hair too long. If she had eyebrows, likely she'd raise one. Ah, but she doesn't actually have those, and so instead, her face just goes back to stony. The conversation moves on though, the stallion's attention seemingly half tuned to the snake and half to her. She's vaguely curious what conversation they are having, if any, or if there's just various emotions rolling between the two of them. Her experience with companions is, clearly, limited to only what she's been told from others.
He's asking about scales and dryness and whatnot. She's seen plenty of snakes wriggling around in the water, various amphibians looking less than pleased. After all, she's spent the better portion of her life in some body of water or another. "He's shedding,” she says without much thought. How after had she run into the skin they leave behind? Dry, papery things after they lose their body. “It’s normal, I think. Happens when he outgrows his skin. It’ll keep happening.” She’s not entirely sure if they ever stop shedding or not, though she’s pretty sure they shed their skin at least more than once. She’s never stayed in one place long enough to keep tabs on the same snake for very long though.
"words"
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