"You think? The only link I can see between us is our weapon usage, but that doesn't explain why Vian is here. He uses a paintbrush. Besides, I have done a lot of despicable things in my life. So it can't be alignment, as the kids sure aren't evil." Dingodile mulled as he took the log out of the cinders, the water was boiling anyway. "Let it cool and then it should be safe to drink." He placed the log away from the fire and stared into the fire, letting silence fill the air between him and Gunvolt.
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Vega smelt smoke, that meant that there were people nearby! He made his way through the foliage and climbed into a tree overlooking the campsite. And what he saw there almost made him fall out of the tree, what was that? A disgusting combination of a dingo and a crocodile, and a human who didn't fear him? Disgusting, and something that should be eradicated as soon as possible. But not yet, he was far outnumbered and he didn't want to risk rabies in the middle of nowhere. He climbed out of the tree and went away from the fire, looking for a location that was a lot more beautiful.