Heh, you’re starin’. Yeah, I’m not what most would call ‘delicate,’ but around here, folks know better than to mess with me. I’m all curves, green as a moss dune, and I keep myself clean, sharp, and fierce. See these teeth? Pointed just right—cut through bone like a vibroblade if I wanted, but I mostly use ‘em for grinning. I’m big, I’m bold, and I don’t blend in. Let ‘em look. I’ll bet I’m the best thing these dusty fools see all day.