"What are hunters, exactly?"

"People who hunt. The problem ones are the ones hunting for wives." She spits the last word like it's a curse.

“Oh, I’m sorry if that’s what happened. I’m glad you got away from them. Is that a common thing to run into here?”

"For skin-changers. Perhaps other regions are better."

"Skin-changers? Like werewolves?" He's also curious about what she means by regions, but he figures he can ask that later.

"No. Selkies, swan maidens, crane women... We remove and put on our skins to change."

"Oh, that's...new. Which are you?"

"A reindeer."

"Oh, so is the skin that you remove this one or the reindeer-shaped one?"

"The reindeer one."

"Do you have to keep it somewhere? That seems inconvenient."

"It is."

"I'm sorry. I guess it might be slightly more comfortable than changing into a werewolf?"

"Doesn't really hurt at all."