Heh... I can jump purdy high, but i don't think I'm scary.
...Oh yeah, ain't ravens the natural predator of rabbits? Reckon it makes sense why you're scared of 'em.
<Well, the army has a lot of people around my age who pilot these big fighting mechas... I don't know about any one person - though I have had some... crushes and stuff like that... but out of everyone, I feel closest to the pilots.>
<Exactly. And... weird as it may sound, I feel pretty close to their mechas, too. It's... kind of an odd story, but they're not just big robots - they're living creatures. Metallic aliens from another land... when I talk to them, and when we fight together, I don't feel like I'm some kind of... freak for being so big and different.>
Huh... well, they certainly don't sound like folks I'd wanna hang out with. Not if they hurt nice people like y'all.

"... tired..."
"... -has this expectant look on her face- Well?"
"Do you travel a lot? What do you see? Do you save fair maidens? Slay down heartless bandits? Marauding giants? Dragons?!"
she's getting closer with each question