Ultimately, Billie wouldn't care if she stared or turned away. That she's wise enough to keep tight-fitting clothes to survive low-impact shifting like this makes it more or less a moot point to worry about, although one would never know with each and every other shiftling. As it stands, the worst thing about this situation is being covered in mud. Not really her preferred way of appearing in public (even if it's only a public of two).

"You really that willing to put your soul on the line like that?" Billie answers that with continued amusement. "Because I'm not afraid of any lion, especially not that one."

And Deirdre makes another racket, more scolding, to which Billie rolls her eyes and cranes her head up to look at the tern.

"You already ate! Don't even think about swooping in."