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Revui knew better than to bite the hand that tends him, so to speak, and yet to hear the boy's concerning tone he couldn't help but snort and let a pleased rumble emanate from his chest. It felt good to be feared, he thought. Maybe it wasn't fear that brought such a question to Evien's mind but it didn't matter how deeply the feeling ran, whatever it was. Revui wanted to be known for his teeth and his brawn, and that's what the request meant to him.

Do your work, boy. He advised, hoping he would cut to the task at hand rather than speak again; the sooner he was done here, the better. There were things to do - creatures to hunt, beasts to kill.