The giant creature took in the state of Chris with an unreadable expression. Something dangerous and predatory flashed in those multicolored eyes. If he were himself, the fate of their dinner and fire building would have been abandoned by now.

After some sudden remodeling of the rocky interior, he made a comfortable seating arrangement. It was, essentially, a throne made of rocks and boulders upon which he sat. He had yet to take his eyes off Chris. The impromptu question was enough to distract him. Momentarily.

"No. It wasn't." He growled just before reaching out and pulling Chris to him by his shirtfront. With one hand laid flat on that messy hair to keep him in place, Abomination licked that damnable streak off his cheek, savoring the taste. He then released Chris as though nothing had happened.