[ Evaline makes no move to make the rest of herself visible. The circumstances are so odd that she feels that she may be able to reveal her true self without immediate repercussions, but what if she cannot? What sort of prisons do they have here? What would they do to her? This man, brusque as he is, doesn't seem to be unkind, but many kind people would take umbrage with her presence. ]

I see, [ she says weakly, wondering how to ask what she needs to ask without completely revealing her quandary. Surely she would count as someone who the world would demand to change. Her very being is odd, evil, unnatural. She doesn't care what type of creature she becomes, as long as she's no longer this -- this place could be her ticket out of the fate that has been thrust upon her. ]

Then... a question, of biology. I've noticed all the food here is made up of vegetables and fish. I've noticed, too, a lot of deer? And other herbivores? So. [ She anxiously twists her hands together. ] Let's say you're a carnivorous species. Does that mean, then, that you may turn into an herbivore while you're here?

[ There. A specific enough question to get some answers, but vague enough that it shouldn't arouse too much suspicion. It's not as though she can say, hey, I really need to hunt down a rat to devour. She prefers to do that privately anyway. ]