Date: 2009-03-24 04:38 am (UTC)
He can't help but be a shade amused, despite the seriousness of the topic.

"There are instincts you get, not just during the full moon, but all the time. I can't see teeth, even in a smile, without thinking I'm being challenged. I can't make eye contact without trying to figure out which one of us is being dominant. I have to remind myself that people, that humans don't think like that." He doesn't sound particularly frustrated or annoyed by this. It's just the way things are.

"And humans...humans smell like prey, River. Even you." Now he sounds sober.
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