Lobsters... [They mutter, and their jaws crack open so their tongue can slither forth and wrap itself around her skinny wrist. Thankfully, though cool, their tongue is dry. They're doing more than simply feeling her skin, however--they're analyzing it as well.]
...Did we...? [They sound vaguely unsettled as they release her, and their entire skin seems to ripple and shudder with some sort of emotion. Uck.]