A sensitive feline nose might notice the aroma of eau de la terreur that the courier was sporting.
It might also pick up the scent of sugary baked goods from the box which Tal clutched close to his chest as he swallowed, making his adam's apple bob like a little ping pong ball in a throat gone painfully dry.
Thanks - at least in part - to Morgan's staged death scene he had an idea of what a (fake) manticore could do to a body and it was all too easy to envision it happening to him. Rumors of the Lullaby's monstrous shift had made the rounds in Halo after that, though the demigod's good (scary?) name had been cleared in the end.
"Um. Uh. H-hi, Mister... um. Remi," he whispered as Boreal tilted her head at the much larger predator with wary curiosity. "S-sorry. Didn't mean t'interrupt I was just. Uh. Just gonna bring some... some offerin's for Ludo an' I heard it had a shrine here. Um. I can... come back later...?"
It might also pick up the scent of sugary baked goods from the box which Tal clutched close to his chest as he swallowed, making his adam's apple bob like a little ping pong ball in a throat gone painfully dry.
Thanks - at least in part - to Morgan's staged death scene he had an idea of what a (fake) manticore could do to a body and it was all too easy to envision it happening to him. Rumors of the Lullaby's monstrous shift had made the rounds in Halo after that, though the demigod's good (scary?) name had been cleared in the end.
"Um. Uh. H-hi, Mister... um. Remi," he whispered as Boreal tilted her head at the much larger predator with wary curiosity. "S-sorry. Didn't mean t'interrupt I was just. Uh. Just gonna bring some... some offerin's for Ludo an' I heard it had a shrine here. Um. I can... come back later...?"
