You could say that. I woke up in a crappy underground tunnel, got attacked by a bunch of things, lost my memories and saw others' memories that I did not wanna see, waded through the rain in the dark to get here... and that was just my first few hours! [The memory of the dog is pleasant, at least. His memories of a small white dog, by comparison, involve it always stealing a super powerful relic before he could and leaving him with 'dog residue'.]

Hmm... prey drive? You're not gonna eat me, are you? [With the day he's been having, he wouldn't even be surprised.] What are you people eating, anyway?