"You're in my cave, dear. I took you here so you could rest up," she tells him, smiling still.<br/><br/>Nightwing giggles. "Brilliant! Now I get a free meal, and you won't even beat up my belly, so I won't have any reason why I shouldn't reform you!" he reasons, although since 'reforming' isn't particularly a commonly-used word in the human language for those who aren't devoured often, Shawn will likely have no idea what he's on about.<br/><br/>Muir nods. "I guess that depends on whether you'd mind sleeping in ice-cold conditions..." he replies.