Sable carried the man onto his shoulder carefully, making sure not to cause more damage to his already bleeding body. He turned to stare at Neve.
He saw the shocking look on Neve's face and tilted his head.
"Are you alright?" Sable asked, his fox eyes studying Neve carefully. He could tell something was wrong. Something had shifted in Neve's expression when he saw that favorability meter.
Neve swallowed hard and shook his head, trying to compose himself.
"Yeah, I am," he blinked repeatedly, still processing what he had just discovered. "Let us just go back to the cave."
Sable agreed and they walked back to the cave together, the injured lion beastman draped across Sable's shoulders.
On the way back, Sable spoke quietly.
"We need to find a female who would be willing to bond with him quickly," Sable said, his voice filled with concern. "If we do not find someone soon, he will die from the broken bond. The bleeding will not stop."
