Lianth gave Jack a close-lipped smile in return, realzing that flashing his teeth would probably make most people nervous, especially after watching him eat. The werewolf turned towards Manus and nodded. "You bet," he said. "I have to question his wisdom in dropping a group so close together. It would have been hard for us to<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>found each other. Perhaps he intends we join up - unless we assume his intentions are no good, then he intends we kill each other."<br/><br/>Lianth shrugged and straightened standing somewhere in the neighborhood of eight feet tall in his form, his sprite floating nearby his head and looking unsure on what to say. "But, I make my own choices, so unless you plan on doing harm to me, you shan't meet a fate similar - or worse - to that thing. Especially not you, dead-thing. I have little taste for carrion."<br/><br/>He smirked good-naturedly.