[He sets his half-empty ale to the side, then picks up his abandoned salad again and makes to take a bite.
The idea that the creatures around them might have fangs of that sort doesn’t unsettle him that much: it’s only that he had been thinking of... more deer than shadowcats, even if they don’t have the same forms, for the way they move through the greenery and watch and shy away. But maybe he should be thinking of something else completely.]
Has it happened before, that it needed to be cured?
[What he means is: it seems like a settled question.]
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The idea that the creatures around them might have fangs of that sort doesn’t unsettle him that much: it’s only that he had been thinking of... more deer than shadowcats, even if they don’t have the same forms, for the way they move through the greenery and watch and shy away. But maybe he should be thinking of something else completely.]
Has it happened before, that it needed to be cured?
[What he means is: it seems like a settled question.]