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Ben's outside in the cold. If only because it keeps him away from being assaulted by the scents within the Bar. He doesn't like that. Not one bit. So he's out in the cold and staring up at the sky. One minute he's there and the next minute he blurs and is up in a tree watching the surroundings below him. He's also looking out for any strange scents that might be about as well. He's just being cautious that way.

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"Not used to it either. Don't have to worry about them getting me while I'm here."

"Makes me wonder if I will get soft and die easily."

"Why would you think that?"

"Because it happens, if something makes you get lax."

"Oh." He frowns a bit at that. "Didn't know."

"Yeah, it happens. This place is tame and easy, compared to almost anywhere back in my world."

"You'll get by."

"How? Sooner or later, the door will come back, and I will have to go back."

"Don't have to go back if you don't want to. No one to make you."

"I have to. Among other reasons, I am down to my last coppers. Next week, I will have to go back to raw devil-rabbit diet, or start going into debt."

Come to think about it Ben's not so much as touched the Bar. A Manticore soldier can go days without food or drink. "Oh. That's bad."

"Yeah." She needs less food than the average human, but... it has been a whole month, and then some.

And money is completely beyond him. He's a genetically engineered super soldier. He's never had use for the stuff so he doesn't even know what it is. Probably another reason why he hasn't touched the Bar.

Ravin sits up, stretching a bit, popping joints...

"Should go inside." But he doesn't make a move to get up. He's used to the cold weather.

"Why? Its noisy, crowded, and the scents make me queasy..."

"Don't like the scents either. Too many of them."

"Sensitive nose too?" She flops down again, looking at him sort of upside-down.

"Like I said before. Feline DNA. Gives heightened senses."

She rolls over to lay on her tummy, blinks... "See in the dark too?"

He gives a slight nod. "See in the dark too."

Now she grins... "And you puurrr if someone scracthes your ears?"

He makes a slight face. "Don't need ears scratched to purr." He does purr. Not often though. He growls more than he purrs.

"Come on, I'm the one supposed to be in a sour mood all the time."

He shrugs a bit. "Don't know any other mood." Not after dying and being brought back anyways.