Do they even have anything that's accepted as currency back home, here?

[She's still convinced this is all some weird fluke and she'll be going back aaaany day now. Turning into a bird, and still maintaining all her faculties somehow, is just a step too far down the path of 'weird' for her to fully accept. That doesn't mean she isn't prepared for other eventualities, of course - learning to adapt and overcome is second nature to someone who's worked as a mercenary before - but there's still parts she's holding out on fully embracing just yet.

Call it... paranoia, maybe.

She watches him life the corpse of the critter, and as soon as he tosses it, her feathers ruffle, her body tensing as though poised to chase it, and it's only at the very last second she catches herself before diving right into the bush after it.

Instead, she plays off the whole thing by stretching her wings a little, fluffing out the feathers, and then folding them against her back once more.]

... That'll do. Let's just find these 'Shades'. Do you need me to reconnoiter from above, or do you have a trail?