Thunder Dome No one's telling me the cure

Such big words for small talk.
He stared at her blankly for a few moments, processing in his small mind what her words were winding up to mean.
Essentially, he concluded, if it couldn't be touched it's irrelevant.
Derg shrugged, fair enough in his mind.

He stretched himself out and plopped himself down where he was, watching her clean her workspace.
She had such charm about her, yet...something unplaceable really. It was like he was trying to fit a trapezium into a square-shaped hole.

He thought for another moment.
He wasn't trying to avoid her question, but it seemed like he'd absently done so.
Alas, "Ursus. It bordered valley beyond a meadow to the south-east. They kill on sight." Other than that, he didn't care. His enemies were not of her concern as of yet.
Perhaps one day though, they may be.