The man didn't seem all too pleased about going to see what his kitty took down(if anything). Of course, he didn't seem pleased with anything at all... he was a cheery fellow, wasn't he? Leon gave a nod to Swentz's last words before he remembered he needed to speak up since the poor man couldn't see well at all. "Yeah, we can do that, at least." Trigger gave a whine of agreement as he trotted over to the sleeping mutt and laid down by him. He knew the religious man wouldn't be gone too long, but you couldn't be too careful, especially in Irinei's poor shape. Leon glanced between the three of them, thinking there'd be no need to stay with Swentzle and his injured companion if they went and joined a pack. He needed to see what packs there were and what they had to offer before he'd decide to take Trigger and settle down in one... so Swentzle wouldn't need their help if they didn't stay in the Dampwoods any longer. The gray youth moved over toward the fire and sat down by it, reaching his hands out to warm them. The two silently waited for the man's reappearance, hopeful for some fresh meat.
Leon speaks