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Bronco's eyebrows lifted when Wraen mentioned that she felt he wouldn't be intimidated by her- he opened his mouth to say something in response, because like many others...He'd heard that Wraen had taken Towhee's unruly woman-time behaviors into her own control and had inflicted a certain amount of damage to Towhee's vulnerable parts. But the whole idea made him feel squirmy, so instead, he decided not to bring that up. "You wouldn't hafta be tough on me," He said, instead. "Someone like you'd only havta ask me an' I'll do what you want." There- that was more charming, then reminding Wraen that he really didn't want his man-bits ripped off if he stepped out of line. He felt that that went without having to be mentioned. 

When she highlights his mother's charm, he simply nodded, but gave her a look of disbelief. His mother wasn't exactly well-spoken or charming, in his eyes. She'd yelled at him practically non-stop as a kid, and even though he'd probably deserved it- he saw nothing charming about his mother who was quick to anger. Then again- she had somehow managed to snare Phox, who seemed like a pretty reasonable guy. He doubted very much that Phox was the type who could be charmed by yelling and screaming and manipulation- so his mom must've had some tricks up her sleeve. 

His silence extended, then, when Wraen mentioned the similarities between himself and both his parents. A sad, but warm smile crossed his features, and his eyes softened. It touched him, every time someone mentioned that he reminded them of Colt, especially now that Finley and Elwood were gone now, too. There were two less wolves on the planet who'd known his father- and it was a shame. "Thanks, Wraen," He said softly. Thoughtfully, then, he asked. "WHat do you think are my weak points?" It troubled him to think that he might have one...Or a few of them. And he wasn't sure he wanted to hear what they were- as weak points were the sort of thing that he liked to avoid...But if he was to be a better leader, he would have to reckon with them somehow.