Surprised at how calm the boy was, him asking if Will had a death wish confirmed suspicions that he was at least friendly to his kind.
“Couldn’t risk healing, too close to the city and just got done shaking hunters off my back.”
When asked about anesthetic, he simply fished a wad of leather from his pocket, kept there for similar occasions, and lifted his shirt to allow the kid to work.
He figured he should probably be cautious, a fleeting sentiment as he knew that if they wanted to, Anubis would have one hell of a fight before he went down.
Looking to the boy, he asked a quick question before placing the leather in his mouth.
“So, you know what I am? How?”

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