Crow flashed an answering grin. "G'day," he called back cheerfully. He spoke with a broad Australian drawl. He moved towards her unhurriedly, kicking lightly at the sand with his bare feet, hands shoved in the pockets of his shorts. In his dark eyes, though, there sparkled a birdlike curiosity.
Just as Kali sensed in him something wild, something other, so could he sense a... well, he wasn't sure what. But he felt it dancing and prickling at the edge of his senses, and as he approached the woman he was in no doubt that she was its source. Up close, he could feel the energy rolling off her; thrumming, chaotic, just barely under the surface. His gaze hovered speculatively on the sheet and the charred outlines of footprints which marked where she had stood only moments ago.
"Been a while since I've run into anybody of our kind. One of the godly variety, I mean," he said, withdrawing his hand from his pocket to offer it out in greeting. "Crow. How's it goin'?"