Anything unpleasant was going to be left out if Marissa wanted it to be left out. Nanook wasn't going to force her to do anything against her will. He didn't think that doing that was all that wise anyway. Even if he wasn't as nice to her as he was, this would have totally undermined his ability to re-sculpt her mind. That would have ultimately ruined everything that he had been working so hard for.<br/><br/>There was at least some irony in the idea of a curse not being something that was pleasant. Marissa was, of course, now carrying a completely different curse. Nanook had referred to it as both an infection as well as a gift before. Nevertheless, the term curse of the werewolf was the more conventional term. Most movies certainly used it to describe it. Then again, maybe that was why Nanook didn't like very many werewolf movies.<br/><br/>They portrayed the monster too pitifully in most of them. It made rooting for the monster much too hard, and that wasn't what he had wanted after all. It just made them all look so horribly weak, which he didn't like one bit.<br/><br/>While he still might have been rather curious about who could have cursed her, he didn't put much more conscious thought into it. She had told him that they were only going to talk about pleasant things at the moment. That didn't qualify as anything pleasant. That was especially so since he considered her his girlfriend. Considering that he had planned to make her his wolf-mate should she have accepted, Nanook actually probably thought of her as much more than just that anyway.<br/><br/>"Alright then you don't have to sit on me, but I promise to be a good puppy and not bite your fingers. You do realize that I already did bite your fingers though, right?" Nanook snickered, since what he was saying was true, and soon enough he was enjoying what she was feeding to him. "Hey, shouldn't I go and feed you something else too?" He started to make up a slice of bread for her, providing that she hadn't stopped him in the process.