[This is where Kravitz' normal desire when speaking with new people to be polite to a fault crashes in with the lack of decorum he's fallen into around the islands and from living with the Taaco twins for a year. What almost comes out of his mouth is 'because you look like a gremlin and I'm kind of scared', and thankfully he manages to toss that one out before it reaches his lips and he has to go throw himself in the ocean.]

Ummmm. No, I mean-- people just tend to be a little, ah, worried? When they arrive here. And you seem to be... hungry?

[He doesn't think he's doing this right. If they're trying for familiar scripts, Kravitz is most certainly off his, too.]

You just looked, uhm. Distracted.

[A little feral.]