Kara blinks, once, at the mention of a marriage alliance. While she'd meant the disparaging reference to having sex as frivolously wasting time and energy that might be critical, it'd been taken another way... it seemed simpler to forge on. Flinching a little at the uninvited personal contact, she bares her teeth in a reflexive grin before responding. "There is room for two in my tent, but I don't know who will need it the most. And our water... should be saved for drinking. If you bathe in it, do so as close as you can to where it flows into the ocean," she instructs. Reflexively the leopardess inhales, sniffing once- then, honestly, "No, I don't think so." After all, they were far into the wilderness now, and the standards for bathing were already relaxing themselves in her mind. A part of her was tempted to pounce on the human now- food would be taken care of for her for quite a while, and by the look of it this one was mostly just a mouth to feed. She'd just have to hide out in the uplands until the bulge wasn't obviously a digesting person. But... no, Kara was likely being unfair. She had no way of knowing how useful any other person might be yet. To the noblewoman, unaware of the brief but sober consideration given to eating her alive, Kara says, "We should return to the beach. Have you seen many other survivors?"