[Bren did not know what to make of being looked at this way, at that gaze that seemed to look straight through him. He felt frozen before it, eyes widening as he watched Essek. His fingers moved through Frumpkin's fur, more to comfort himself than anything else. It was almost working. A voice in his head still warned that he should run, flee now. Another impulse said to run straight towards this man, but that was confusing and unsettling.
And for all that he was already thrown off, he was more surprised by that offer.]
No I, couldn't. I am only passing through. I am...
[He went silent and ghostly white at the mention of wolves in the woods. Here was a werewolf who had been groomed to be terrified of the "pack" that he had been sired into.]
Perhaps... perhaps leaving tomorrow in the light is a better idea, ja.
[And a bath and food and clean clothes sounded amazing, like a small piece of heaven held forth and offered to him. He should be suspicious of an offer made so freely, but he was too tired to do it.]
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And for all that he was already thrown off, he was more surprised by that offer.]
No I, couldn't. I am only passing through. I am...
[He went silent and ghostly white at the mention of wolves in the woods. Here was a werewolf who had been groomed to be terrified of the "pack" that he had been sired into.]
Perhaps... perhaps leaving tomorrow in the light is a better idea, ja.
[And a bath and food and clean clothes sounded amazing, like a small piece of heaven held forth and offered to him. He should be suspicious of an offer made so freely, but he was too tired to do it.]