We could, [ she muses, ignoring the urge to kick the corpse. It's been ripped apart enough as it is; she's not sure what will throw Morgan off. ]

Not sure where to start, though.

[ Deeper in the Wilde, she supposes. Further away from the city, and while that's tempting... it's also dangerous, and not something they're equipped to do at this time. ]

I figure we let Morgan look at it first, get a few more answers about how it's supposedly a myth and what the myths say, that sort of thing. Make sure Toothless and Dogmeat know what it smells like, in case another one pops up.