The weasel looked at the tail maw, somewhat frightened as he has never seem something like it before. Hi studied it as he listened to you, observing it as it cutt off his routs of escape should he need to run away, then he looked back to you “I umm… initiation?” he asked “what kind of initiation are you talking about?” he asked as his mind went over how surprised you seemed that he could reform “oh…oh I think I see where this is going…” he said with a grim awairness “did I mention that most of the time I refrom its because I died during a sparing match, you know, quick painless decapitation… I’m not that big on boiling into stew if you get my meaning. Now if you want to fight to the death a few times… that I can do. But digestion... that just seems a little to.. I mean that seems really painful.