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The smile that tugged at Cicero's lips broadened as Malice admitted she found Nemesis to be no more than 'mildly annoying'. He adviced, "It is wolves one does not see as dangerous that are often the most so." One could easily turn their back to a wolf they did not fear. But while one kept a wary eye upon their presumed enemy that might never strike, the one they did not fear may yet drive a dagger into their back. It was up to Malice to take his words and do with them as she pleased, but he hoped that his warning would suffice, that it would betray enough. He would not flat out say Nemesis to be dangerous, but he knew it to be true even if he had never experienced it first hand. She was not as calculated as Burke, who looked for advantages for his pack rather than personal satisfaction (most of the time, anyway).

The subject soon shifted back to his wounds and Cicero shrugged it off easily. "Cicero will heal," he said. "Cicero knows the right herbs, has the right herbs once he is home." Not that he would likely use them; the wounds looked restful enough, without infection and scabbed over so he did not think forcing further healing upon them would be necessary.