[Ammy continues to tilt her head to and fro, but the mimicry or pincers and the vague description seem to put the pieces into place. Her ears perks up and her head lifts up somewhat as she realizes the girl probably means a crab or crayfish. And while both creatures have shells like this one here, it's not...quite...the same. She doubts they're in the same family at all, but Ammy won't delve into that topic of scientific conversation that is far beyond her own scope of knowledge. Ahem.
Her head tilts again then she just shakes her head in a way that says "fuck it" and agrees. No harm, no foul in letting the girl think her crayfish companion will be a family member to the turtle's unborn clutch. She looks down slightly at the mother still digging out the hole for her nest, then nudges Ren slightly so they can get up to go. It's been long enough, and they should give the lovely creature some privacy to lay her eggs.]
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Her head tilts again then she just shakes her head in a way that says "fuck it" and agrees. No harm, no foul in letting the girl think her crayfish companion will be a family member to the turtle's unborn clutch. She looks down slightly at the mother still digging out the hole for her nest, then nudges Ren slightly so they can get up to go. It's been long enough, and they should give the lovely creature some privacy to lay her eggs.]