There are plenty of normal humans who do that, too.

[ prey on others for survival, skittering around in the dark underbelly of a city. too familiar. thieves and parasites, the same narrative he's always lived.

therion gets it, though; he frowns, looking in a vague direction outwards towards the city at large. ] What a pain. No wide-eyed travelers looking to take care of it to make a few leaves? Or is that our job.