I’ve one child by another of my kind. I’ve had two other cubs . . . they both died. Cap kept my Wolfgang from dying. That is why I have left my inn and my family to go on a quest I have no interest in.” There was no mistaking the bitterness in his voice.
Leyla put an arm around his shoulders. “Never mind, you hairy Don Juan. If you hadn’t been here I would never have discovered that your kind are perfectly in proportion, all over. You’re so wide, and so hairy . . . nearly all over.” This brought a coarse guffaw, and an even more coarse riposte, and the moment was broken.
By Leyla, Keilin was usually hypnotized the way a rabbit is by a snake.