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He was quiet at first, unsure whether he wanted to take her up on her offer to search for food or if he wanted to tell her what was on his mind. He loathed the idea of bringing it up and getting all upset in front of Arbiter, but she needed to know, right? He hated the idea of anyone thinking his dad just deserted the pack, which is what they would all naturally assume if he didn't tell them what happened. He swallowed the lump of nerves and despair that was lodged in his throat at the thought of saying out loud what he had seen that day. Um, well, I need to tell you something, he finally said, his voice quiet and unsure. The idea of hunting right now suddenly seemed way better than talking about dad, well way easier was more like it, but easier was better right now. But that would be weak, right? And it wouldn't be fair to dad. He deserved to be remembered for who he was and not as a traitor or deserter. He held his breath and waited a little nervously for her to respond.