[ His mouth is halfway open to laugh about academics when that growl rumbles deep enough to resonate in his chest and startle the breath out of it. Oh, shit is right. ]

Okay, general rule of thumb: head, neck, eyes. Next, joints key to locomotion. Usually whatever qualifies as knees, gets a little tricky if it don't got limbs. [ All spoken rather fast and very under his breath. ] If it glows, 'bout a sixty-forty chance it's a weak point or it's for prey-attraction, not worth goin' for straight off the bat.

[ If she knows how to fight, she ought to know that much through trial and error if nothing else, but it's just as much reassuring himself that she knows as it is for her benefit. He forces himself to be silent, though. Listening with his normie ears. ]

[ Fortunately or otherwise, whatever it is has definitely drawn far too close to escape his human notice, crunching through the undergrowth to their left and snarling all the while. ]