Funk was lucky to find this mostly cleared patch of grass for him to start cultivating. Without his greenhouses, he had been pulling on his fur because he just needed something to do. It was an anxious energy he needed to get out, since he couldn't remember the last time he didn't have a garden to work on. The only problem with this one was that the buildings above sent such long shadows, he worried some wouldn't get enough sun.

When Alexios-kun spoke up, Funk's paws were covered in dirt from where he pulled out the too perfect grass so he could start planting seeds. Taking a step back, he looked towards the trainee, cocking his head to the side at the sight of the bag. The smell of blood was apparent. ... OOh, was this his own Elyon experience? He wasn't around when she first started her collection, so his tail happily thumped on the ground. "Hmm, in that case, I can give you a couple minutes. Especially when you bring my favorite gift, a bloodied bag of unknown body parts." Funk said with a smile before turning to Alexios, "Just what have you been up too?" He asked with a purr.

Okay, a normal leader would have winced at the bag of feline parts being dumped at their paws. But Funk E'tan was not a normal leader. In fact, he was positively excited. This really was his Elyon moment. But instead of eyes, it looked like different parts taken from different cats. He picked up one of the toes as Alexios-kun kept talking. The cuts weren't bad. He'd have to show Elyon this, maybe she'd be proud. Especially since she was a bit picky about who became the next assassin. "Donation. huh?" Funk placed the toe back into the pile, wiping the specks of blood off in the dirt. "What do you plan to do with everything after I give you... uh, whatever you're missing?"

(you really just made me google that)

"Did you expect me not too?" Funk E'tan asked, humor to his voice at the trainee's exasperation. It shouldn't have been a surprise. Besides, he had a decent idea looking through the bag briefly. "An entire cat, huh?" It was pretty brutal. Hard to tell if he actually got each piece from a different cat, but it definitely ended in more deaths than Elyon's quest did. As for the missing piece, he wasn't gonna acknowledge it right away. Better to wait. "Where'd you even go to get all these pieces?"

(ah continuity. good for you xD)

Alexios was definitely an odd one. He didn't really care for the way the trainee was just completely trained on him. Funk briefly wondered just what he had seen in that Shaman's den, a strange sense of dread settling in his stomach at the thought. But he didn't entertain it. As he listened, though, it was clear he wasn't going to let the issue go. "It's not lending if I'll never get it back. You're thinking of taking, maybe even stealing." The nemesis hummed, "I'm sure I can think of someone for you to take one off of. Though we may want to first find a cool place to store your... creation. It's not like you want it rotting yet, no?"

It was hopefully obvious by now that Funk had no intention of handing over one of his toes for this. It was ballsy to ask the Nemesis, he would give the trainee that. But like, he needed them. His work was finicky and delicate. Doing it already was a pain, and doing it while recovering from loosing a toe and claw would make it even worse.

"Unless you feel like climbing up the mountain, I doubt a ridge is in the future. Of course, one of the twoleg boxes will work too." Even if Alexios found them disgusting, Funk would swear up and down on these boxes. Or fridges. He knew they were called fridges, but its better to not confuse the clan with new words. "But we can store it underground. It stayed surprisingly cool down there." Well, when it was winter, the tunnels were a pain. But maybe he could reconsider them for summer. That and he did not want this thing stinking some place up and drawing attention.