[It would be hilarious, but Siffleur can understand needing to conserve energy. He just nods.]
I'm afraid I prefer living prey, but it's fine, the passengers provide for my needs. [He turns to Nepeta, who he knows is less eager to devour the others with him.] Would you enjoy a fake rabbit?
If there ever comes the time where the ship is infested with some sort of small, huntable beast, you two shall certainly be the first to hear about it. [...] Well, give or take a few dead people. I assume they'll hear something.
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I'm afraid I prefer living prey, but it's fine, the passengers provide for my needs. [He turns to Nepeta, who he knows is less eager to devour the others with him.] Would you enjoy a fake rabbit?
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"It's all right. I can find other things to play with. Thank you fur the offer anyway, sir."
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Yes, thank you for seeing us, Captain.
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And she rests a hand on Siffleur's shoulder, ready to go.