Speaking of not so happy. Ever had to admit the greatest freak chance of your life came along and you sort of screwed it up and let one get away and almost got a helpful alien eaten?

No? Well crap. Guess you won't get it then. Anyway: this a predator with less than her usual ebullience. She's going first because she doesn't want to disrespect the smaller hunter's ability to ignore his injuries, but also would hate to have someone walk into him while he's structurally disadvantaged.

There's a sort of rolling growl/click to herald "I am here."