Bleeding life in a universe of wounds. [May be a weird thing to mutter under his breath, but nontheless.] Mm. We've covered insanity, I think. At least villany would be something new.

[Not that standing in a jungle with the idea of training him in combat seems any less insane than - oh, any individual day of the last several months. He'd like to think he's getting used to it now.

A cloud passes the blazing sun, bringing some kind of mild respite, and a new set of strange shadows to the clearing.]

This place is creepier on the inside than the out. Do you suppose we'll meet any wild animals here? Lions and tigers and bears?