[Send him a review later? He had never had that happen before, mostly because he'd lived in a closed village where sending a review was mostly gauged around if there was a second dalliance in future. But, there were things that Dirk said that made little to no sense to him.]

Don't put any review in writing.

[The woods were generally where he hunted, so he was perfectly comfortable out here despite all the weirdness that sometimes came from the tainted beasts he often had to put down as part of his occupation. So he stalked along the trail and glanced down at Dirk still in his possession - well, Ruin's possession.]

If you want Ruin to chew on you, all you have you do is ask.

[He followed the strange shore bird, spotting the lanterns that glowed in the gloom of the evening. It wasn't difficult to also pick out the cabin, which he approached and stopped in front of the glow. He gave Ruin - and Dirk - a shake.]

Release, Ruin. Go eat something.

[A hissy squeak and then tentacles loosened before letting go entirely. Ruin gave Dirk a little chewing before rolling off and heading off away from the cabin to find anything moving and living to eat. Such a simple life.]