Neverwinter Forest On some level, food knows its' food.

I don't know if I'd consider you the bearer of good sense, he said, relatively flatly, giving her a sort of over-the-glasses sort of look. It's nobody's doing other than my own. I'm not fond of starting up some other fight if I don't have to. So this is your chance to decide that you're either so attached to the land that you'll deal with being in my pack -- or I suppose if you want a pack so badly mine will do, as if I know what's going on in that head of yours. Or you ditch and go elsewhere, whichever. He couldn't see Belharra exactly wanting to cooperate. She'd probably be more trouble than she was worth, but at least for a while he supposed he'd be able to keep an eye on her if it came to that.

Again a skeptical look. Considering the amount of trespassing and other nonsense you've done -- I don't think you're in much of a position to ask too much in the way of conditions. I'm giving you a chance because that's what I do. But yes. I am the only leader at the moment. Though there are others help as is needed. If she was going to demand she get to lead, well, there might be a dealbreaker right there. But what did she actually want?