Sonora laughed around a bite of her own sandwich, which she ate as enthusiastically as Ryan, although not quite as quickly. She didn't bother to hide her amusement as he peppered her with questions, or the way he eyed the rest of the turkey she'd left on the counter. Popping the last bite of her own sandwich in her mouth, she slid her chair back and stood, ruffling Ryan's red hair before taking his plate back to the counter to fix another sandwich for him. "Now let me see if I can answer all of your questions," she said, a grin in her voice. "Sonora; I'm on vacation; I don't know, maybe; there was a trophy hunter on Pack land. He shot down a buck, who turned out to be another shifter, and then refused to leave when Grayson told him to, so Grayson...well, he took care of the bas--err...human. Only the buck was shot, but you probably heard Grayson summon the others, so I'm sure he's being taken care of; and if you tell anyone I told you all that, I will deny every word."<br/><br/>Turning back to the table, she set another sandwich down in front of Ryan and sat back down herself. "Got any more for me?" She could probably use this time to try and get some information about Grayson and the way the Pack worked from the boy, and indeed the knowledge that Grayson was in search of more combat-trained Pack members was something she should report, but it just felt so...wrong. She had done undercover work before this, and it had never made her feel so...dirty before. What sort of person tries to pry intel from a child? Sonora tried not to think about it too closely, or what Grayson might do should he find out what her real purpose here was. For now she was simply going to enjoy the easy company of this audacious and dangerously curious boy and pretend she had no ulterior motives at all.