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Bronco lifted his head a bit in surprise, tilting his chin up and pursing his lips for a moment. He looked like a tough guy- and Bronco didn't want anyone too sharp to be around the kids, if they didn't have the experience or patience to put up with their demands for attention, and their sharp, needly teeth. He cracked a bit of a smile, just thinking about it. He might not be able to beat this guy in a fight- but if he didn't like kids, then sure enough Alyx, Quetzal, Meerkat and Prim (well, maybe not Prim, who was a fairly quiet child) would certainly chase him off. 

"Well," He said, with a bit of a laugh. "We've got four. And they're big enough now that they've mostly got free range, and a full set of teeth." He said. "Anything from your toes to your shoulders are prolly gonna get chewed on. It's just how they are." He said. "So you like...You've been around kids though, right?" He asked. Because children were a lesson in patience- and while this male did seem like the respectful sort, he wasn't sure he wanted to trust that he wouldn't snap too hard at one of the kids should they get to be a bit too boisterous. It took time to learn exactly how much force was necessary, and it was a lot less than anything he'd ever use on a prey animal.