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He emerged from the nearby trees, having relieved himself and snagged a rabbit to snack on. Licking the offal from his chops, Vercingetorix watched the boy from afar, intrigued at his ministrations. Ephraim was a curious one, that was for sure. Serious but still childlike, at the same time. He had more than a little affection for the boy, and was glad the two had a chance to bond further on the trip back to Drageda.

Hey, kid, Verx greeted, padding toward Ephraim with a wagging tail. Doin' some fishing? They've never really liked my jaws, but maybe I can pick up some good moves from you. At least, it looked as if Ephraim knew what he was doing. Perhaps Vercingetorix was mistaken.

(Plot twist: he always was mistaken.)