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Reagan listened to him and she couldn't help but notice that the deaths he had listed were all murders. Was there some one out to get him, was he a wanted man? She pondered for a moment and when he mentioned the tapeworms her nose wrinkled. "Benny had those last year." The bear grumbled at her as if he was offended she would share such personal information but she just shrugged and said "He ate some bad apples, was a nightmare to get him through it." She told him, "I am happy however that you can live so closely with your animals like that. It's really quite nice to see." She offered him a smile.

He asked her what Home was like as they pulled up in front of the inn. It was a nice looking place, two story with wood pillars to hold up a balcony where people ate and drank. "Home is a nice place, we haven't got any homeless people, nor do we have any crime." She looked around and gestured "Everything is nice. But the catch is that there are lots of rules to follow, but once you get the hang of them you live quite peacefully. To be honest, nothing really happens around here. You're the most exciting thing that has happened to me for a few months." She moved her hands to her pockets and dug around looking for something. Once she found it she pulled out her hand and held out a small pouch she had made out of animal skins. She presented it to him as a gift, "Here, welcome to home Botch, made that myself I did." She looked at him proudly. "I'm a hunter and on the side I make things out of the skins." She explained. "That can hold a few things for you that you want to keep close, wont ever rip, I promise."