[Give her a second, she just needs to— There she goes. A few inches of bone snap free between her teeth, disappearing into her mouth a second later. Elise wastes no time cracking it open between her molars, watching him with the same unimpressed expression as he fires back at her.]

Damn, everyone's so sensitive here. [Talking with her mouth full, and waving the severed arm around the someone else might a chicken leg— It's a twofer!] Most guys I know are used to this kinda shit by now.

[Kind of have to be, if they want to survive. The life of a corpse-eating monster in a wasteland filled with more of the same is the only one she can remember, so empathizing with those lacking that particular perspective? Proving to be a bit of an issue.]

...So, anyway. [crrrack, crunch] Something you wanted?