Ned is more than happy to talk about something a little less fraught. "Sorry about the pollen," he says with a smile, thinking that Jesse sneezes similarly as a human and as a wolf. He lays down, too, hands behind his head, looking up into the trees and the overhanging canopy of flowers.

When Jesse voices his concern over eating a rabbit, Ned wrinkles his nose in disgust and sympathy. Even though he knows he could, if he wanted, eat rabbit now without any power-related complications, the idea is still repulsive. Eating meat's pretty much always going to seem unbearably gross to him.

"I guess that'd only be natural for a wolf," Ned speculates, with a sigh. "Can you change intentionally? Or does it just kinda happen?"