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Bazi took a few steps forward, but Lecter's strange little grin kept her at bay. He acted and spoke as though ritual blood-letting was the most ordinary thing in the world, whilst she made big, horrified eyes at the very idea of such a practice existing.

The little Eta curled her toes into the ground, looking as torn as she felt. She couldn't be rude to him - Fox seemed to think the old mane still had enough wits about him to function in a pack, and he had given her medical advice. But he was so disgusting, and so weird - and now it turned out he liked to play Bob Ross with bodily fluids!

Bazi crinkled her nose, eyes wandering to Lecter's crude drawings. "I wanted to make sure the newbie was fed. What do those ...do?" she asked, only managing to withhold impertinence from her voice because Lecter was not long for the grave, and clearly affected by it. This religion was a personal madness that Fox allowed him, she decided, oblivious to the fact that Jinx (a sane individual by comparison) believed in exactly the same things.