Huh. She'd expect an alien to look more alien than that; it probably flew into the mirrorsnake trying to fight its own reflection or something.

When she feels relatively hydrated from the strawberries, she gets rid of the strawberry vine and replaces it with a peanut plant, with a cluster of peanuts dangling off her wrist, and starts putting them into her pockets rather than shelling them one at a time.

Somebody's hiking in her general direction over the horizon.

Then she stops at one pocketful of peanuts and re-scales her arm and holds out a peanut in the newcomer's general direction, looking friendly.

Newcomer stops a ways off, squinting at her.

Smile and wave? She's still silver, but her silhouette is clearly human at least, she really shouldn't get mistaken for a cryptid. "Hi!"

He calls out something in a foreign language. He's not wearing anything; he's sunburned.

It would be of a piece with the luck she's been having today for the snake to have grabbed a foreign tourist. Or maybe there's some kind of hostile cryptid fashion trend and this guy was in China yesterday. "Hello! Do you speak English?"

He yells something else in a foreign language but steps closer, frowning at her.

She holds out the peanut and takes a slow step towards him.

He stops, looking at her suspiciously.

She points at herself and says "Margaret". Breaks the peanut-shell in half, eats one of the two nuts inside, holds out the other.

He steps a little closer.

It's like meeting a new neighbor's cat, except utterly weird. She keeps holding still. How far away from her is he, at this point?

Maybe fifty yards.

Cautious walking toward him, both hands visible, wondering why he seems so afraid. Is it because he doesn't have any clothes? She'd probably be reluctant to meet new people if she was stuck being naked.

He says something else.

"Do you speak English? Parlez-vous Français?" that's all she's got.

He looks irritated.

Sorry, dude, she didn't decide to have one or more absurdly powerful cryptids running around stranding people. She points at herself and says "Margaret" again.

He points at himself and says, "Daz."

Happy smile! "Hello Daz." She points at the peanut in her other hand, says "Food," and mimes eating.

He eyes the peanut.

Smile, nod, "Food for Daz." What got this guy so scared? Is he afraid of magical girls or did something awful happen to him or what?

His eyes go wide and he takes a step back, visibly restraining himself from bolting.

She takes a tiny step back herself and tries to look small and harmless.