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The younger wolf seemed pleased to see him, which Aesop took as a comforting sign. Acceptance is a powerful mood lifter, after all. "Hey, kid," Aesop greeted easily, as he sat down where he stood.

Charon indicated a spot to his side and introduced him to an individual that was certainly not present. Aesop frowned, wondering if this was some joke at his expense. "But there ain't anyone- oh." His realization came a moment too late, but he was able to back track. Clearly this was an imaginary friend he was dealing with, and though the concept was strange and discomfiting, he had dealt with stranger. So he quickly recovered with a swift continuation of, "ain't anyone ever heard of the, uh, craftin' bears fuckin' up like that, but I guess there's a first time for everythin'. Drake, you said? 'm Aesop." Nice recovery.

Charon divulged his purpose, and Aesop smiled wryly. "'n have you had any luck yet? They can be tricky, sometimes." He planned on offering his assistance, if Charon would have it, as it would be good practice for the both of them.