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"I neennnn't neem it, because neee neeerrrdy neee ne neeee-ouf!" 

Jackie II had begun to mimic Gunnar before he'd even had a moment to register what it was the man was saying. And while doing so, he crossed his eyes, and looked up, just so he could look a bit touched as he did so- and unwisely, left himself vulnerable to the man's approach. He was sent scuffling backwards, bristling and baring his teeth, but he did so silently, back curved and tail tucked. He'd been shoved around enough in his youth that his body automatically moved to submit, despite the sour look on his face. 

He flicked his tongue over his teeth, trying to recover as best as he could while he was offered the chance to accompany the man, and learn something. But only at the compromise that he not be an absolute pain in the ass, which was a total dealbreaker...Until his stomach clenched and rumbled. He eyed the man, judging him. If he hunted with the man, he'd get fed. And maybe, just maybe...He could make off with more than what he'd bargained for. After all, the man had a pack to get back to. He couldn't just abandon it and chase Jackie II forever, to get the food back. 

"Fine. I'll do you that favour just 'cause you obviously need the help." Anticipating another punch might be thrown, he skittered sideways as soon as the line was delivered. While there was still a sly look to his smile, he began to scent almost immediately, as a means of showing that that was possibly the last smart remark, and that he would focus on the task at hand now that he had that out of his system.