Most places are not what they seem. [He looks away, then, as though looking at something far away only he can see.] And humanity is often given to believe they are correct, that theirs is the proper solution. It stems from a selfishness ingrained within them all, and yet they are capable of the most profound and limitless bounds of love. I believe it is because of this unending capacity for love that they are so selfish with most. It's dangerous to be so selflessly devoted to another. It puts you at risk. It is my belief they are so mindless to so much around them for protection, lest they care and face their doom.

[He blinks, shakes his head, and looks back to the little werewolf.] And no. You are correct. I possess the stinger, but not the worm.