[At least someone doesn't hold manners over their own health, Stella grumbles in Meowstic-talk as she trots over to Maka--the berries are insistently held out and Maka takes some.]

Anyway...we can take you back to Union with us, if you want.

[And, in a move that is in no way appropriate for a girl her age and status, Maka holds out her hand to Saber for a shake.]

My name's Maka! Sorry about my reaction before, I've never actually spoken with a Shifter, though there are some in the neighborhood I live in.