Verdant Basin he speaks of the sickening longing, the unwell emotion.

he was bashful! had she said the wrong thing? mag wasn't usually attentive to how others felt in her presence, and could probe pretty deep before a snapping fang would stop her. he didn't have the spine for that, but she saw something curious in him and was pleased by the power she felt in that moment.
realized i hadn't seen you in a while.
he couldn't look at her. she considered playing in to that, see what she could make of it, but... that wouldn't be very nice.
aw, well ya know me, i'been around! frogs've gone a bit quiet lately. methinks they're sleepin' fer the winter - stupid things, don' know it ain't winter yet. tsk.
that was also a clue — the woman hadn't been eating great as a result.