Fun fact! They cannot outrun her! No one can! Venison jerky sounds... nice? Maybe? She isn't too sure, honestly.

A PIECE? Have they SEEN how big she is? Perhaps not. She she comes out of the shadows she's lurking within, standing on her hind legs, towering over poor Henri. Her interior mouth juts out, snatching the jerky out of their hand. It was not enough.

SHE HAS ACID FOR BLOOD. I DON'T THINK PLASTIC WILL DO ANYTHING TO HER. Ahem. I mean. She watches the way Henri pulls the jerky out of the bag. She snatches the one piece of there their hands with her interior mouth once more before just grabbing the bag out of their hand.

The Xenomorph shoves her hand into the bag. Perhaps too hard because the shoved her hand all the way through. And the jerky is all over the ground. Upset, she shoves the plastic bag into her mouth, to eat of course, and then gets on all fours to SCREECH at Henri.

STARES.

Oh! That's an easy one! She's an alien! Not of this planet! Anywho..... The Xenomorph slashes an arm at Henri once to stay away from HER jerky. She eats the rest of it off the ground. Like a peasant. But at least she's getting fed.

Do it. Provoke her. Make it known to her that she's being provoked. Because right now she feels as if she's hidden rather well.

Well. It WAS their jerky in the first place, so. Who knows. Anyhow. They jerky is all gone. So she back up on hind legs, walking towards Henri, expecting something more.

Play? Not... really? Mostly she just eats. And attacks. Is attacking play?

Wait. She's sorry? Is not killing people normal? Because it's not normal for her???