Cerulean Cape In Nobody's Eyes, but Mine

He seemed fully perplexed for a good moment until the penny-- or at least the rock -- dropped.
She worked her jaw for a few moments, the pain starting to subside from gripping such a large, heavy object.

He investigated the twitching legs with speculation.
It was certainly dead though.

"A stranger down the coast," she tilted her head towards the west, "that was a while ago."
God. It had been before Rokig. Shame.

She reached out and rolled the rock off the squashed crustacean.
She then took up a leg. That was where a lot of the meat was and started to crunch on them.
He was welcomed to join the tiny feast, though. Her body language spoke a thousand words.