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The other boy had a strangely calm way of speaking, even as he uttered only one word in response to Breccan's comment. "Why?" he asked, although he didn't maintain eye contact long enough for Breccan to reply. The rabbit's squealing quieted, and Breccan's gaze, too, was drawn to its body as he watched it give a last convulsion before growing still.

"That's just what I've learned," he said quietly after a moment, watching as the other youth carefully studied the animal's body. It appeared to be dead now, anyway, so Breccan's point was moot. "What are you going to do with it?" he queried, staring at the bare flesh and muscle exposed beneath the hare's ripped fur.