Jannet rolled her eyes. Clothes were a part of the human society. She didnâ€™t understand why nudity was shameful in their society. For one of her age she did not feel the need for emotions. No one had bothered with the sex talk when she was in training and her hormones had been beaten out of her. So she felt no embarrassment as the menâ€™s eyes ran over her frame. Walking back to her pack she threw on her clothes. â€œLets go.â€ She said. â€œI want to get out of these woods, itâ€™s honestly a miracle im alive.â€ She laughed airily. It wasnâ€™t, but she had to play the weak human girl. Walking towards Tyler she tripped over a root. This had been planned of course but she was skilled in acting. Everything she did would be as Jannet the weak girl with amnesia, not herself. The true Jannet was far away. She thought all of this as she fell towards the earth. She was so close to Tyler it would be easy for him to reach out and catch her. She didnâ€™t except this to happen, but she knew how to land in ways that looked painful without being so.