The Heartwood Well, nobody's perfect

It pleasured Charon intensely to see that not only Dhole's face turned in his direction, but June's as well. She was finally beginning to learn her place, it seemed, as she had not only given her name, but was listening with interest to Charon's story now. Hah. June even asked a question afterwards, which only emphasis how all-knowing she thought Charon to be. Dhole was the one to answer first, saying that lightning was hot. Charon had actually never touched fire, nor had he experienced its hotness -- thankfully -- but his instincts told him to stay the hell away from it anyway.

"Yup, that's right," he confirmed with a nod when Dhole turned to him for confirmation, looking at Dhole when he answered. Charon looked at Dhole and he was reminded of Barf face the bear fighter for a moment -- though he had no clue why -- and suddenly wondered if he'd ever run into her again. He didn't mention it though, having no idea why he thought of her, and anyway, nobody would probably know her as "barf face" anyway, so that was unhelpful. They could sure use a bear fighter about now, though.

Charon decided not to mention any of it, though he considered asking either of them if they knew someone who knew how to kill a bear. He didn't want to seem like he wasn't holding things together back at Stavanger Bay, or anything, even though things were pretty falling-apart-sy, what with Thistle being only half there and all.

After a brief silence in which these thoughts passed his mind, Charon abruptly said, "You know quite a lot about these things, Dhole. You a Naturalist too?" He decided to purposely only say this to Dhole, hoping to show June just how small and unknowing she was of the world. Maybe if ever she'd thank him for totally not being a snitch Charon would decide to include her in the conversation a bit more actively.