Good. They were back to the fun stuff. And now Jon knew to avoid those antlers like the dickens should they happen to be glowing.

"Oi! Fresh-Meat! You're new about the place, eh?"

Jon doubted the deer would stop running, but wasn't against the idea of trying to strike up a conversation of some sort. The fact was, he couldn't kill this deer. He would not generally chat with something he intended to eat.