"Haven't touched one?" Bull asks, watching Eskel as he sends his fingers tapping a brief trail down his side, makes an amused noise.
His arm settles over his hip again, and he thinks for a moment.
"You seem like a good guy," he says plainly, deciding to be at least some kind of honest. "I'm pretty good at reading people, so I'm pretty sure you're not planning on killing me. But I've known too many people to pin my life on that. Curiosity, though? Some people'll put up with a lot for that. Not saying I'm not going to tell you what I know, just - can you blame me for wanting to stretch it out a little?
"Besides, maybe you know stuff I don't. We don't have all those fancy books to memorise like you guys do. We just have word of mouth, and there's some stuff no one ever decided I needed to know. What do you know about, uh, breeding? You guys keep track of how new baby monsters get made, or just how to kill em?"
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His arm settles over his hip again, and he thinks for a moment.
"You seem like a good guy," he says plainly, deciding to be at least some kind of honest. "I'm pretty good at reading people, so I'm pretty sure you're not planning on killing me. But I've known too many people to pin my life on that. Curiosity, though? Some people'll put up with a lot for that. Not saying I'm not going to tell you what I know, just - can you blame me for wanting to stretch it out a little?
"Besides, maybe you know stuff I don't. We don't have all those fancy books to memorise like you guys do. We just have word of mouth, and there's some stuff no one ever decided I needed to know. What do you know about, uh, breeding? You guys keep track of how new baby monsters get made, or just how to kill em?"