"Whoa, what really?" Mira can, logistically tell that that's disturbing, but it is a lot more badass than what she got turned into. "Do you actually know how to use a bow and arrow?" That would make some sense, at least, in terms of where it came from. "I don't know, I mean, Spencer was a mermaid, I don't think there was any rhyme and reason."

She shakes her head. "I don't know where any of it came from. Or -- why. I mean. I guess I would have just died. Or run. Probably I would have run." She laughs slightly self-deprecatingly. "But I mean, I can't say. Because it wasn't us." she adds firmly. She can tell Raleigh's feeling guilty and -- she didn't have any control over it. "Something, someone made us into different people. For fun, I guess, or for some reason I don't know."

Mira shifts a little to press her arm against Raleigh's just a little. It's not pitying, or cuddly either exactly, just a quiet show of being there. Being in the same place.

She sighs. She's heard that too. Been protected by Davin more than she likes; told no one would let anything happen to her. She doesn't want to let anything happen to herself. "Yeah. Yeah. I know, exactly." She looks up at Raleigh. "Anyway, you're not not vulnerable because you have friends." Mira makes a face. She knows everyone means well, but that's not the point. "You're not vulnerable because you fight. I don't mean like." She does a little boxing motion. "You've survived a lot of shit, and you're here. With your own business and your own place, even. In this town that's fucking scary to live in. You're tough."