[There's going to be a chuckle at his response. A sense of normalcy, it was nice to experience. Good thing he didn't decide to ask her more questions because she was trying to help him feel less concern for her than more. It didn't feel like he was speaking to her with malice. She would know what it is like especially when she has been targeted as an enemy by both the humans and the nevu alike.]

There is...if I'm understanding your Old-World terminology correctly -- stranger danger.

[Her smile will begin to weaken as she begins to recall the amount of times rocks were thrown at her, being shot at, planning to sell her, and not to mention the number of attempts at her life. Too many to count!

Instead of thinking of those memories, she will try to keep her mind on their conversation.]

I'm guessing the term is taken literally? Don't talk to strangers? My mama warned me about that, always reminding me to never leave the island on my own, whenever I went out surfing.