Sparx: Demanding Explanations

I follow Jane out of the door, taking flight in order to keep up with her wolf form.

"So that thing I chased off was a Suicidal?" I ask, surprised at myself for taking on such a dangerous sounding creature.

Surprised because, in most situations, I'd ignore this sort of thing and save my own skin rather than risk my neck in any heroics. Evidently I'm losing my touch with my self-preservation instincts. After puzzling over this for a few moments, I call back to Jane below me:

"So what the heck are you doing now? You gonna chase it down or something? I've already given it a decent kicking, I doubt it'll be coming back soon. Or is there some other reason you're streaking off through the night disguised as an oversized fleabag?"

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