Davian hoarded his stash of treats in the front of his hoodie and settled in with a cookie between his teeth. "Thanks," he smirked at his brother, dropping crumbs down the front. "It's yours."
For a moment, Davian thought maybe he had missed out entirely on one of their stops and he stared at Paxton for a long moment trying to remember this village of weres. He had not been paying very close attention to the lectures and didn't know about the villagers being supernatural. "No shit, weres? I think it'd be a great fucking place to raid the top shelf at the bar on the full moon if you know what I mean."
Pleased that he'd come up with a good use for weres being absent during the full moon to go and do their animal thing, Davian snagged a piece of red vines between his teeth and tugged until it tore in half.