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He saw her ears fall in reaction to the sharp growl that had left his throat and struck the open air with no purpose there. Immediately she seemed to reprimand him for his actions; for speaking in such a tone to someone who had offered him aid. The titan felt his ears lower to his skull and he frowned at her with confusion etched to his dark face. But when a smile danced across her lips after she had spoken to him, he drew his ears forward once more and watched her with his dark, cautious eyes. The feral had never been spoken to in such a way; he was taken aback and surprised by her moxie all the same.
 
When her face became lit at the thought of being taught to fish, she inquired if he was certain that he would be able to teach her. A slow nod followed her question. “Yes. You healed me and I will show you how to keep yourself alive in times of famine,” he answered her. She had kept his life intact and he would not allow her to leave without repaying the favor. In turn, the beastly creature could learn to be something more of a man and less of a savage.