<div style="text-align: justify;">The girl spent some time unconscious, her eyes closed and her breathing shallow. She was alive, though, which was pretty good considering that she had almost been turned into a snack for the leopard. Drowning wasn't nice, but it wasn't so bad when compared to the alternative.<br/><br/>While the man basically tried to figure out what she was, the girl woke up slowly. It took her a while to open her eyes, as she could hear and feel him moving around. She was curious, and stayed perfectly still for a while, hearing him... <span style="font-style: italic">grunt</span>? He was actually grunting, instead of speaking, in whatever language. Either that, or she had hit her head on something and was still a little bit off her rocker.<br/><br/>When he picked her hand up and placed it on his own, she thought it was a good time to open her eyes. That, and she was starting to feel the need to cough.<br/><br/>Hoping she wouldn't startle the man who had saved her life, Diane opened her eyes and rolled on her side, coughing out some water, before turning to him.<br/><br/>Her eyes widened when she looked at the man. He was... very odd, to say the least. Where had he even come from, and why on Earth wasn't he dressed like... well, a man?<br/><br/>"Hello", she greeted, sitting up slowly and looking at the man's face. "Who are you?", she continued slowly, wondering if he would even understand English.</div>