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"Did you?" asked Easy, concern rising in her chest. Not so much for the individual before her, but for the young men she'd brought along with her. She inspected his teeth when he displayed them, and then took a little step closer to get a good look at his eyes. The sight of them, cocked but otherwise healthy, soothed her nerves. He was not actively ravening, as far as she could tell.

"It's quite alright," she replied, graciously accepting the apology. Her tail wheeled again in the air, reassuring him that she was still friendly.

"Are you looking for someone, Speckletooth?" she asked, her natural instinct to offer help to others taking over. This, to her, did not seem like a young man who ought to be left to his own devices for long. He must have a minder looking for him —

Easy looked around, as if one might materialize over the next hill.