"I'm unsettled because of the storm. Big storms like this suck, that's not that weird." His tail lashes once before he focuses, calms that brief little defensive impulse down. This is easier if he focuses more on the witcher than himself, on what the witcher needs. And right now, with Bull's earlier question just sitting there still unanswered, it seems like what he needs is information.
"Uh, let's see. You want to know about my feeding habits, right?" He gives the witcher a faint grin, then looks up at the ceiling again. Easier for the guy, maybe, if Bull's not making eye contact. "Hardest part's always feeling out a new place. The girls can pick a night and sneak into town if they've got a good enough hat but, you know." He tips his head from one side to the other, one horn tapping on the floor. "With these, I've got to be more careful. Once I settle in, though..."
What's the witcher going to want to know? He thinks it over for a moment. "I like the older ones better. Less likely to get all starry eyed and, you know, want you to whisk them away to wherever. Easier for them to leave when it's time. Married ones too, or the ones that are just really into their jobs. Time constraints, you know. Got to make dinner, or round up the kids, or get that big project done for some important patron, whatever. Try to explain to people you've got to keep it sort of short so you don't suck their brain out through their dick and things get kind of awkward, you know? Better to pick ones where you can just remind them that they're busy and tell em they can come back later. It's not exactly how I was taught but a lot of the girls did used to tell me it's better to keep things bite-sized - smarter, even if you don't give a crap about anything else."
It's a risk, maybe, mentioning the practicality aspect. Bull wants to look safe though, yeah, but he doesn't want to look like he's twisting facts to do it. It is smarter, the way Bull does things, and maybe that could help reassure the witcher where just asking him to trust Bull wouldn't. "People start dying otherwise, and death attracts attention, and attention gets you-"
He looks at the witcher again to nod toward him. "You guys were scary stories when I was coming up, you know? Helped keep the ones like me focused on what they're told. Anyway, that's some of it. What else does your 'bestiary' want to know about me?"
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"Uh, let's see. You want to know about my feeding habits, right?" He gives the witcher a faint grin, then looks up at the ceiling again. Easier for the guy, maybe, if Bull's not making eye contact. "Hardest part's always feeling out a new place. The girls can pick a night and sneak into town if they've got a good enough hat but, you know." He tips his head from one side to the other, one horn tapping on the floor. "With these, I've got to be more careful. Once I settle in, though..."
What's the witcher going to want to know? He thinks it over for a moment. "I like the older ones better. Less likely to get all starry eyed and, you know, want you to whisk them away to wherever. Easier for them to leave when it's time. Married ones too, or the ones that are just really into their jobs. Time constraints, you know. Got to make dinner, or round up the kids, or get that big project done for some important patron, whatever. Try to explain to people you've got to keep it sort of short so you don't suck their brain out through their dick and things get kind of awkward, you know? Better to pick ones where you can just remind them that they're busy and tell em they can come back later. It's not exactly how I was taught but a lot of the girls did used to tell me it's better to keep things bite-sized - smarter, even if you don't give a crap about anything else."
It's a risk, maybe, mentioning the practicality aspect. Bull wants to look safe though, yeah, but he doesn't want to look like he's twisting facts to do it. It is smarter, the way Bull does things, and maybe that could help reassure the witcher where just asking him to trust Bull wouldn't. "People start dying otherwise, and death attracts attention, and attention gets you-"
He looks at the witcher again to nod toward him. "You guys were scary stories when I was coming up, you know? Helped keep the ones like me focused on what they're told. Anyway, that's some of it. What else does your 'bestiary' want to know about me?"