He seems focused on something else, and Ray realizes that that might be a good thing for her. Not that she's too optimistic about her chances of slinking away--she saw how fast he was when he pounced on her.

Besides, what other leads does she have but him? Instead of running, Ray tiptoes over to where he's looking out over the town.

As far as she's concerned, this place is more normal looking than where she's been recently--the humans look simply human, not stretched out or rotten-skinned. What could he be so concerned about?

She crouches down a little over an armslength from his side. She glances over at him and whispers, "'They'? The people?"