When it was asked if the water in the flask was from a natural spring, Adler just gave a nod and smiled warmly. It was really the only water they drank since the river was right there within their grasp. Bottled water or water from a tap just did not taste the same, it was not natural. Like father like son it always irritated him whenever he heard of more human influences in the world for they really did not know how to truly grasp the beauty of nature. Instead of admiring nature they would rather destroy it and selfishly make room for themselves, thinking they are the only ones who deserve to be on this Earth. It really was sickening how they just made things convenient for them without a care in the world. No wonder why Konrad had so much resentment towards humans, why he chose to terrorize them to let out that resentment from time to time whenever they brought their construction equipment through the forest to cut down more trees.<br/><br/>Humans didnâ€™t give a shit. They thought they were superior and that was that.<br/><br/>Placing his thoughts elsewhere his smile seemed to widen a bit more when he noticed Loretta was satisfied with the water she had been given. She was not like the ungrateful humans who made a fuss and cringed at the thought of drinking natural spring water. The smile seemed to fade away completely, however, once she mentioned that she was not a witch and that witches were killed in her town. Seems she was completely clueless about her powers as well. It was very disappointing since he really wanted to know what was going on, what her powers were, if she really was a witch. He wasnâ€™t sure why he wished she was a witch considering how dangerous they were but he was just odd that way he supposed. Maybe it would be cool to have a witch that used their powers for good instead of wanting to destroy werewolves and other preternatural creatures.<br/><br/>Adler sighed quietly, â€œOh.â€ He was quiet for a long time, recalling the time that the witch attacked the pack years ago. He didnâ€™t remember exactly when the attack happened he just remembered the fight. Konrad had been in horrible shape afterwards and his trust for people, mostly humans, had diminished quite a bit and he has been a lot more on edge ever since. Maybe he was hoping that this girl was a witch so he could kill her in front of some witches, to get back at their kind for what they had done to him that day. â€œYou know, a witch attacked the pack once. I was still a lot younger than I am now at the time, but I still remember it as clear as day. She was powerful enough to pose as a werewolf and trick Konrad into making her his Alpha female.â€ He shut up then, not really sure why he shared that with a complete stranger. His father was probably not going to like that.<br/><br/>â€œLook, I know you just woke up and all, but why donâ€™t we all get some rest? Breakfast is usually early so be up as soon as you can. If Konrad has allowed you to eat dinner he might let you eat breakfast, assuming there is breakfast.â€ Standing from where he was, he moved to where his usual sleeping spot was. He lay in a comfortable position against the wall and closed his eyes. Sigmund has not returned yet so he might as well get some sleep while he still can before itâ€™s his turn to watch over the pack. If he didnâ€™t get any sleep soon he would be completely exhausted in the morning and he didnâ€™t need that. Vigilance was a huge key element in a world like this, where everyone had to be in constant alert, so he could not afford to be off his game so to speak. His father would not like that very much and would scold him for not getting any sleep anyway.