Marina you are far too kind, but your light applause reminds Rakka that she's not alone at the moment. Lo, there is still someone around, and Rakka instantly feels a small flash of embarrassment as she turns to Marina.

"Y-yeah, probably." She draws her hand through her hair, trying to wipe the spit out and just slicking it up as a result. "If there's one creature suffering like this, then there might be others we have to help."

....Pffff. Okay, she's letting out a little laugh. Dinosaur kisses for all. "I think he likes us now."