[It feels weird, being this close to a dead body like this. The gargoyle — he thinks it's the gargoyle, anyway, or at least hopes it is, wants it to be — is weird about the body. That's a meal, right there, and there's something about seeing it right in front of him like this that makes him want to perch on something, crouch and watch how this goes. It makes him want to grab it in his feet-claws-talons again.
It doesn't feel like him wanting it.
He distracts himself by watching Rohan instead, unaware that his own body temperature just ticked up by a few degrees, this time from some emotion other than anger or frustration.]
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[It feels weird, being this close to a dead body like this. The gargoyle — he thinks it's the gargoyle, anyway, or at least hopes it is, wants it to be — is weird about the body. That's a meal, right there, and there's something about seeing it right in front of him like this that makes him want to perch on something, crouch and watch how this goes. It makes him want to grab it in his feet-claws-talons again.
It doesn't feel like him wanting it.
He distracts himself by watching Rohan instead, unaware that his own body temperature just ticked up by a few degrees, this time from some emotion other than anger or frustration.]
Did he jump you? Was he alone?