Anya smiled back at the giant squirrel, who was only a little shorter than she was. She tried not to show her fangs, however, because she really didn't want to scare him or make him hate her. When you find a giant squirrel, it is better to have him as an ally after all. That was probably an old saying, because it was only common sense.

"Hello, mister Squirrel! My name is Anya. May I please pet you? Your fur looks very soft."

The squirrel had apparently had a rough night, but petting would probably make him feel better.