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He watched as she took it and smiled with genuine delight as it seemed to help. He couldn't say for certain, but she at least looked better, and usually thank you meant he'd succeeded in easing her somewhat. He licked the taste of the herbs from his lips and nodded, completely content.

He in no way took her previous manner personally, as it wasn't his way to take much of anything personally. But he liked hearing her name, even if he wasn't sure what she meant by 'start over'. I'm Gannet. She was another packmate here who hadn't come from Moonspear, so she wasn't familiar to him. He wasn't much for making conversation, though he was trying to get better. He just never really knew where to start.