There's a difference, Mari thinks to herself, between actively looking to find her former prey and almost literally tripping on him as she rounds the corner.

It's not hard to identify him, at least. His feathers are basically the same, and the profile of injuries was pretty distinctive. Also, she'd had the dubious benefit of watching the massive dinosaur that had tried to eat her turn into a significantly-less-threatening pair of bird and hominid right in front of her eyes.

She isn't really sure what to do with him... on the ground like this, though.

"Nnnnno. That's... a bad spot. You are gonna get stepped on if you stay there."