"How be on, Jakob?" she asks, starting to plough through her huge salad. "Ye gots style, I'll give 'ee that, and some free advice. Keep clear of I tomorrow!"<br/><br/>She nods at Fuuma "Aye, I did, and... well... coz of the noise you made, I wiped your memory of the event. Don't like leavin' me friends with bad memories. If I lose control and go for you... tell me now, dya want me to do tha' again or dya wanna remember the trip?"<br/><br/>Her voice is quiet, as if she's ashamed of wiping his memory- notof actually eating him