The bear laughs at your modesty- but you notice that doesn't stop him from looking- and moves to sit across from you on the cave floor. Once you're done explaining, what can only be described as a smirk flits across his massive features.<br/><br/>"Ha. You would be lucky if the cantankerous old bastard grants you even that. The last person who sought him out got infected with Lycanthropy..."<br/><br/>He gives a bitter laugh at that, and looks out of the entrance to his cave.<br/><br/>"Do you know how well a werebear is received in towns, elf?"