She has her hands in her lap as she thinks, unconsciously sitting up a bit taller as well, a little twitch in her fingers as she watches him brush sand off his chest.

"I had been considering your demeanor from the beginning. You do not seem like a murderer. Rather the "hunting" here refers to something entirely different and has nothing to do with anyone being eaten in the literal sense."

It's not like she was completely inexperienced and she pauses for a quiet, worried moment,

"You are not selling yourself?"

Hey, he told her to think outside of the box.