Bearclaw Valley interim

out of all things evien could have said, this had not come to mind. 
the boy was therefore somewhat dumbfounded as he glanced nakedly in the doctor's direction. a trap? a tease? yet there was nothing in the knowing green eyes that suggested he was being misled.
and still merrick gazed steadily at evien with his remaining eye, until at last he softened and nodded, melding into something less fraught with fel energy and more mortal, tired. "i won't bother you?" he inquired, stepping toward the doctor with a hesitance rarely felt.