"Your name is Rrr. I suppose that makes sense. For a zombie. Nice and easy to say." Since she's assuming she's safe, now, she's uncurling the rest of the way and even standing up. Up on her feet, she peers at him in undisguised curiosity. "Eating. And people-watching. What are you doing? Since you're obviously not trying to eat people, not with that on."

She points-- with her spaded tail-tip-- to his muzzle.