Broken Antler Fen Time will tell.

He couldn't do much besides sit there, breathing heavily, and feeling the sensations of his body. The poppies were wearing off little by little, and without another dose the pain would be too great for him - and so the beast did not respond to either creature; he heard their words but couldn't do much besides focus on staying awake. He did, however, feel an instinctive defensiveness when he saw the strange woman's posturing. Her bristling and bared teeth made him bristle in return, although he couldn't move or do anything more than watch them both. He murmured something, but it was a grumbled and gutteral noise, more like a cough, and the broken beast waited.