Serpent Lake that's not a riot - its a feast (lets eat)

The scents were layered but not strong, however there was something about them that Drusk could identify, and this recognition made him draw back a step and flash his front teeth to show his distaste.

He mimes the gnashing of teeth and gives Gavrel a pointed look, but does not speak; having already tried to communicate with the man once, it was clear they had some sort of verbal division. Whether Gavrel understands or not, the boy huffs and then shakes the tension of the moment from his body.

Afterwards he seems unbothered by the scents, and is more interested in the lake. A few steps later and he is slicing through the topmost layer of water, happy enough to paddle around.