He chuckled at the joke about his vanity as he settled into a comfortable crouch, looking restful but clearly trying to be ready to jump up if he needed to.
"This has been a pretty easy one for me so far. Not that it'll stay that way, of course. But scary fast-moving monsters and bugs with sharp teeth and stingers and venom? Ooooh." He wiggled his fingers. "So scary. Been running from this kind of stuff since I could run."
They were threatening, certainly, but not terror-inducing. Just another animal trying to eat him.
"And I've already dealt with the whole lava, flaming death, fire-scary thing."
The End had been pretty terrifying, but the hellrena had been nothing like The End. The ground had still been ground. Sure the hellrena had been creepy but still not something that shifted him out of his comfort zone.
He reached into his pack and handed her some canned meat and a bottle of water.
"It's nice not having the ground crumble into lava pits this time." He paused. "You know, for now." He took in a deep breath. "The only thing that really freaked me out was the fake Eep but I could tell it wasn't really her from the start."
It had mostly been instinct, because his were a little stronger than some and he'd spent a whole life listening to them. Wrong body language, looked wrong, wrong smell. A hurt and traumatized Eep would not have been silent and even if she had been she'd have still carried herself differently. They couldn't fake two years of observed body language. He knew what an Eep scared and disturbed into silence would've looked like, he knew what Eep smelled like. That wasn't Eep and he thought that not with the surety of someone in denial but the surety of someone who was actually sure.
His senses were only mildly better than some of the other humans in the arena, but his brain was incredibly sensitive when it came to unconsciously picking up on all the little signs that something was off.
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"This has been a pretty easy one for me so far. Not that it'll stay that way, of course. But scary fast-moving monsters and bugs with sharp teeth and stingers and venom? Ooooh." He wiggled his fingers. "So scary. Been running from this kind of stuff since I could run."
They were threatening, certainly, but not terror-inducing. Just another animal trying to eat him.
"And I've already dealt with the whole lava, flaming death, fire-scary thing."
The End had been pretty terrifying, but the hellrena had been nothing like The End. The ground had still been ground. Sure the hellrena had been creepy but still not something that shifted him out of his comfort zone.
He reached into his pack and handed her some canned meat and a bottle of water.
"It's nice not having the ground crumble into lava pits this time." He paused. "You know, for now." He took in a deep breath. "The only thing that really freaked me out was the fake Eep but I could tell it wasn't really her from the start."
It had mostly been instinct, because his were a little stronger than some and he'd spent a whole life listening to them. Wrong body language, looked wrong, wrong smell. A hurt and traumatized Eep would not have been silent and even if she had been she'd have still carried herself differently. They couldn't fake two years of observed body language. He knew what an Eep scared and disturbed into silence would've looked like, he knew what Eep smelled like. That wasn't Eep and he thought that not with the surety of someone in denial but the surety of someone who was actually sure.
His senses were only mildly better than some of the other humans in the arena, but his brain was incredibly sensitive when it came to unconsciously picking up on all the little signs that something was off.