Moonsong Glacier I sip, I sip, I'm stumbling home

The panther watched her a little longer, perhaps just admiring the view. A tiny smile played at the corners of his mouth.

"By some definitions," he replied, guessing that she would disagree. "By deed, I would say that we are. I intend to act like we're friends for as long as you are among us. Does friendship require fond feelings?"

Dutch thought that, just maybe, he could scrounge them up.