So he does know about that feeling, and more importantly, he can smell. She looks at the statue a little more closely... So it's definitely the cause of all of the strange feelings she's had? Does that mean it's connected to all of the bug encounters she's had as well?

-- And if this one can smell, she thought in a burst of logic, does that mean that he was different, too? Different like her? Perhaps he had been changed by that pink light, or... Well, he doesn't appear to be capable of fighting off a lizard his size, but something must have happened to him, too. It's a big jump to make, but she think she may be on the right track.

Suddenly, she grips the jerky a little more tightly and buries her nose into the crook of his elbow. This wasn't just happening to her. She wasn't the only one confused. That's... nice. It's good. She can get more information about this phenomenon without having to doubt that she'd be on her own forever. It'll be useful hanging around this fellow. Yes.