Amy glanced at the bar and back again to the woman. Curiosity taking over momentarily. Better than fear and anger. Maybe a curious kitsune as dangerous as a cornered one.

"Aliens...?" So maybe it wasn't hunters. Or it was all a trick. If there was potential for someone who should look like your stereotype for a fox spirit it could be this one that Amy was looking at. Not the other way around. "What about something to eat? Where can I get that?" As if she wasn't looking at many different options for a meal around her.