Tsume pauses, looking her over as if he's deciding whether to give her a sarcastic answer or an honest one. He finally goes wit the latter. "Well, it might be trying to be helpful in its own way," he counters. "That's what I'd do if it was me."

Granted, he hadn't been at all fond when the wolf had brought him Toboe's blood-stained bracelets, but if he'd at all thought that the wolf had hurt the small runt of a wolf that Tsume had opened his hear to, everyone else here would have had to be content with getting a piece of whatever was leftover when he was done. But Tsume refuses to believe the wolf has done anything so terrible as that.