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She shakes her head no.

Vaati snorts, “Some parents you have,” Granted, he had not had the staple parenting situation either as a child, and good lord he had turned out terribly - but he is sure that should he ever have offspring of his own, he would do better than what was done for him. Perhaps Kjalarr’s abandonment would assure that Vaati would not run out on his own young, should he ever procreate. Yet, that possibility was a distance off into the future, and an arched brow observed the girl right back as she settled boldly on her haunches. “I don’t suppose you could put yourself to good use and help me clean this off instead of simply watching.” He lifts up his paw and the carcass goes with it, stuck to the hairs of his paw where he can’t reach to pull it off. Perhaps this would test just how bold she was, and he watches her carefully with a daring gaze.