"...yes. Thank you." Looked like a bit of a hamstring, there.
He watches the creature absorb bone back into itself. Even he might normally find that a bit disconcerting, but after the last five minutes it's just another thing to numbly observe happening.
Numb. Numb and cold. And he really should get somewhere inside. Yes.
i spy with my little eye a suiting place for a bloody knave your faithful steed (if your lead it heeds) can join you in yonder cave
Jason's head lifts to scan the nearby snow at Etrigan's words. Ah. Yes. There. Etrigan drags his eyes over to the nearly-invisible blackness of a crevice in the black rocks, hidden by a tree's snow-burdened branches.
"...come?" Jason says, not quite an order because he certainly isn't about to try giving commands to something that just Cuisinarted a wolf, but with a bit of nudge to the words since the creature seems rather at a loss, inasmuch as he can tell anything of what it feels.
He crouches to take his sword back from the snow it has toppled into, then starts a slow, stomping-trudge through the snow for the entrance into the rock, glancing to see if his strange ally is following.
no subject
He watches the creature absorb bone back into itself. Even he might normally find that a bit disconcerting, but after the last five minutes it's just another thing to numbly observe happening.
Numb. Numb and cold. And he really should get somewhere inside. Yes.
i spy with my little eye
a suiting place for a bloody knave
your faithful steed
(if your lead it heeds)
can join you in yonder cave
Jason's head lifts to scan the nearby snow at Etrigan's words. Ah. Yes. There. Etrigan drags his eyes over to the nearly-invisible blackness of a crevice in the black rocks, hidden by a tree's snow-burdened branches.
"...come?" Jason says, not quite an order because he certainly isn't about to try giving commands to something that just Cuisinarted a wolf, but with a bit of nudge to the words since the creature seems rather at a loss, inasmuch as he can tell anything of what it feels.
He crouches to take his sword back from the snow it has toppled into, then starts a slow, stomping-trudge through the snow for the entrance into the rock, glancing to see if his strange ally is following.