Dinar turns to Ter'ra, his mouth open.  For a moment, though, he stares at her stomach, taut with her prey.  "I-"  He blinks and turns his head back to Ter'ra's.  "I honestly don't know," he says.  "I'm going to need more time to figure out what these things are, as will the people who come for our relief."  Then his brow furls for a moment.  "I... I actually think that just having one of the large beasts and one of the smaller beasts should do, along with the prisoner.  I don't think that we're going to need the one in your stomach."<br/><br/>He then turned to Taizee.  "That's nothing to worry about," he assures her.  "We've had a few visitors who are a little slow on land, so we have a necklace that can help with that back at the governor's mansion.  It won't make you a quickling, but it will make you a little faster on land for two days."<br/><br/>After a brief glare at the shark woman, he turns to Lang.  "One of the big ones and one of the little ones," he tells her.  "As well as your prisoner.  The others you may... bury as you see fit."  He quickly clears his throat and raises his hands.  "My apologies," he gently says to her, and to Ter'ra.  "I haven't seen very many people get eaten here.  You all have my trust, I assure you."  Then he turns and walks out to the houses.  "Those of you who want to join the search, let's stick together.  This might not be the first encounter we have with these things today."<br/><br/>(OK, everyone wishing to search the town, roll for that.  Everyone who wants to try talking to the strange little creature, roll for that.)