Redhawk Caldera god karen, you can't just ask people why they're white

That the young girl was new to the game was not lost on him; her mannerisms and inquiry betrayed her inexperience, but it was endearing in a way. When she leaned back, Jaws did not move to close the distance. He stayed as he was, his unkempt tail swaying, his grin closing over his teeth to allow for a more subtle smile. "No," was his simple, honest response. His head tilted ever so slightly to the side, and he regarded her with an inquisitive look. "Why would you think that?"