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She said the mansion was creepy, which was something he had never thought of. Old, sure, creaky, dusty, messy, but not creepy. He supposed he could understand, though. It wasn't natural, how the luperci lived inside human homes. Giggle just preferred the way humans lived to the way wanderers did. He nodded in response to her words. So he had been right, the little one had been her daughter. Zana had lived on the beach, he thought. Maybe he should go check up on the little one sometime. Gig had glanced her at the pack meeting, and she'd seemed to have adapted fine.
'Yeah, one of the rooms upstairs,' he returned lightly, absently fingering the headphones. 'It's nice. Quiet, you know?' He didn't like commotion. He could hide in his room, not that he had anything to hide from but himself.