HE GENTLY SNATCHES UP THE RATION between his teeth, but RATHA does not leave him alone. No, no. He wants more chin scritches. The rathalos was rumbling with content at the affection he was receiving.
This is Fine.
Guess he'll be held hostage here, stuck giving this big baby some good chin scritches.
Looks in all directions to make sure he's alone with him.
"So who's a big dangerous wyvern, yeah you are. Do you know any tricks? Sometimes the hunters with palamutes teach them some things when they're bored.
Do you think I'm uh, okay? I know I made some mistakes, and I'm pretty sorry for hurting you back then. I was uh, I was just...scared, and angry. Didn't know what else to do but fight really, and we were all raised about how dangerous monsters are and how we need to protect each other. Kill first, ask later, that kind of thing. It's just the difference between hunters and riders, but maybe we'll be able to bridge the gap eventually. Maybe we could get some understanding and work together more often....
And like, my dad, he's the best, since mom's gone. I was...really worried about him, honestly. But I can't let that show, I'm pretty much an adult, crying is for kids. So I gotta be strong for him and myself too."
