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"Kind of," Birk shrugged, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed and shy about his decision that went against all he had claimed before - about being a free and independent man, having a chance to go wherever he wanted and whenever he wanted, not sharing food with anyone. "I mean, what is there for me to lose and no one's waiting me anywhere anyway," he did not say out loud the rest of the sentence, that this place would be as good as any other. Perhaps with the bonus of enhanced healing of his frostbite wounds.

"My worst flaw is talking too much, but otherwise I am a decent guy," he added quickly, not sure, how exactly you should present yourself, when you wanted to become part of a pack.