Bramblepoint Choke the chicken

The black wolf narrowed his eyes, not really sure what to say to that. It didn't exactly jive with his former flame's horrible words of yore. The more he thought about it, the more it actually sort of rankled him a bit. Why hadn't Taltos come to stand over him and watch him die a slow, agonizing death? After all of that?

"Uh, well." He still didn't know what to say and wasn't really inclined to say much at all, considering the tenderness of his throat. "Thanks," he finished lamely, his voice going rather hoarse at the end as he paused almost awkwardly and then moved as if preparing to gather his kill and leave.