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The doctor replies vaguely, though Hux is not especially surprised about this. The snowy wolf blinks, perhaps stupidly, unsure of how to respond. He does not know of any other pack along the sea; he only hopes it is a peaceful one, although the fact that they harbor a strange man with a collection of poisons gives Hux a touch of unease. But it's nothing to get worked up about, he tells himself as he gathers as much ragweed as he can carry.

He settles the last of the plants on his little pile, leaving his jaws free to speak. I better go, he informs the other, hesitating a moment before adding, Maybe we'll meet again. And, uh, you can show me those poisons. A wry smile follows. He doesn't expect this thing to happen, the graying man escorting him to... wherever he stores his collection, and allowing Hux to inspect it. It would be an interesting venture, but it isn't going to happen.

The tall Kru nods politely before grasping the impressively large bundle of ragweed in his fangs and departs the area.