Conner stares at you in fascination. You were sitting by a waterfall playing your fiddle when he approached. The music was melodic, almost heavenly, it was nothing like he'd ever heard but he had a gift for you he wanted to give. It was a piece of meat he had found and for whatever reason, he had felt compelled to give it to you. He threw it across the lake, watching it land right in front of your feet. "Hey- uh, what are you?"