[Yeech. There's no actual smell to his human nose, other than the faint scent of animal, but now he feels weird. Like all the other various sentient animals are going to stare at him and know.]
Is it a scent thing? Or is it like wandering around in your house, you know, oh yes, of course, that's the tree with three scratches on it, I know each tree precisely!
[Okay, forgetting his embarrassment to learn more about wolves.]
[--oh. Oh, no. That's really cute, and sad, and he feels a great swelling of affection for Jotaro, which is usually accompanied by a general feeling of oh, you. Oh, you, what an idiot, I'm so glad we're friends.]
I never think you're going to eat me.
[He reaches over, punching him lightly in the shoulder.]
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Do you even know what way we're going?
[WORST SUBJECT CHANGE EVER...]
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[vaguely...offended...]
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[Okay, forgetting his embarrassment to learn more about wolves.]
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[...carriages. oh no.]
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[The most pitying look ever.]
Jotaro.
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[HE IS BUT A SIMPLE WOLF.]
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You just think it means I'm going to eat you.
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I never think you're going to eat me.
[He reaches over, punching him lightly in the shoulder.]
So teach me.