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He had already tasked a few of his wolves to go look for tomatoes, which would be hard if not impossible to find this time of year. When he spotted Grimm moving through the trees, he recollected that she'd mentioned potions and poisons. Perhaps she might be something of a Naturalist then, so he could employ her help. Besides, he needed to get to know her better, though that might be difficult considering she literally might not be able to stand his company very long.

Figuring his stench preceded him, Peregrine nonetheless barked to announce his presence nearby as he caught up to the Lambda. "I know," he said loudly before she could remark on the smell, "I smell like hot garbage. I won't hang around long. I just wanted to ask you something about it. Do you know anything about toe-ma-toes?" There he was, pronouncing it all weirdly still.