[A red void of instinct, always pulsing and always present. The simple drive to survive, that any living creature possesses — just a bit more… poignant in the hunger department than most.
So, yes, he can imagine “tiny food” probably isn’t very filling for Nanaue.]
I’m not a very good hunter. Fending for myself is a new idea to me.
[This is a half-truth. Henry is more than capable of fending for himself in utterly violent ways. But hunting? Gathering? He is lacking in that particular skill set. And he certainly can't conjure up animals for easy slaughter.
An image flits through Nanaue’s mind: a rabbit, its legs cracking, debilitated. The one successful instance of “hunting” Henry could manage in that awful pit with his powers so laughably dampened.]
I’d like to see you hunt sometime. You can show me how it’s done.
cw; brief mention of animal harm
So, yes, he can imagine “tiny food” probably isn’t very filling for Nanaue.]
I’m not a very good hunter. Fending for myself is a new idea to me.
[This is a half-truth. Henry is more than capable of fending for himself in utterly violent ways. But hunting? Gathering? He is lacking in that particular skill set. And he certainly can't conjure up animals for easy slaughter.
An image flits through Nanaue’s mind: a rabbit, its legs cracking, debilitated. The one successful instance of “hunting” Henry could manage in that awful pit with his powers so laughably dampened.]
I’d like to see you hunt sometime. You can show me how it’s done.