[He doesn't pry! That business could be "dealing with an injury," or it could be "avenging something that happened by inflicting injury." None of his business to stick his nubby little nose into. So, he brings the subject back around.]

So, if his works the same way mine does -- which is possible -- then it might be a sort of monster panic reflex. If I feel like I'm in trouble and need to get away, then my body turns into what it thinks is the best form to do that in. Like an adrenaline rush increasing the oxygen to your muscles!

If that's the case, then I'm not going to turn back until I'm not worried anymore. I've got to make my instincts believe I'm safe.

[Easier said than done. He's a predator animal, but there is a bigger, sharper predator animal down there. And after all his work with cats...]