The glint of metal was, well, different. She didn't see the girl draw a weapon, just now she had something that could cut the lid off a jar of pickles. Why would she want to just eat a pickle? Pickles work better on something, after cutting them up. Which she could do with those claws...

Not the point, the point is the store owner would probably prefer their store unransacked. And whatever this kid was, she was hungry and feral.

"Um, maybe you'd rather an actual meal, instead of eating a little of everything?"