Her brow cocked slightly as she looked to the strange man who had approached her, he was indeed an official of the town, what had he meant by, "At least that's what people have been telling me"? She frowned and blinked her big hazel eyes up at the man as she shivered her lips quivering.<br/><br/>"Yes my name is Jean Moxin, I'm from Missouri...I'm here to work at the conservation's animal rehabilitation center for the animals..." Jean shouldn't of been all to surprised as this was indeed a small town and she was sure many of the people would be wary of her at first, her being new and all, but she hadn't been expecting all of this. She had watched the man take notice in her gun holstered to her side and she embarrassingly covered it further with her coat.<br/><br/>Listening to him she took note of the woods around her cabin as though a grizzly was going to come rampaging through the brush, as if the mere word would suddenly conjure the beast. Swallowing, Jean nodded and nibbled her lip, "Yeah, I'll keep that in mind," she said as he handed her a small business card which she took, her small fingers lightly brushing against the calloused hands of the man as she looked at the stained card and cataloged the numbers to memory.<br/><br/>"Umm, thank you...Armand, right?" She looked to the man and nodded as if more or less assuring herself that she had gotten his name correct.