[ Claire blinks at the large, dead animal suddenly in front of her—on a workstation she just cleaned—and stares at it for a few seconds before dragging her eyes up to meet his. ]

No, but I do the butchering, so I suppose you've come to the right place. Is this how you normally 'hello, would you mind taking care of this?'

[ Grabbing her large knife, she begins sharpening it to make sure it will cute through the sinew and bones. ]