[Naga eagerly takes the proffered meat, surprisingly dainty and mindful of Spock's fingers for a wild animal. She chews, swallows, and then begins sniffing Spock -- not because she thinks he has more food, but because she's never smelled the like of him before. He's human-shaped, but not human-scented, nor does he have that weird human/wolf mix smell some of her friends in the City have.
Please excuse her while she sniffs your crotch, Spock. It's just science.]
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Please excuse her while she sniffs your crotch, Spock. It's just science.]