It seems to me a curious matter to lie about indeed.
[Achilles pauses just a moment, knowing not what more the boy might wish to hear. He seems quite young still, not yet on the cusp of manhood, and in him - just as in any boy of a certain age - he sees faintly the echo of his own son. His dear Neoptolemus had been much younger when he left steep Scyros behind in the widening wake of his beaked ship, yet now he must be a few years older than this boy.]
Such beasts I have not heard of - what form do they take?
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[Achilles pauses just a moment, knowing not what more the boy might wish to hear. He seems quite young still, not yet on the cusp of manhood, and in him - just as in any boy of a certain age - he sees faintly the echo of his own son. His dear Neoptolemus had been much younger when he left steep Scyros behind in the widening wake of his beaked ship, yet now he must be a few years older than this boy.]
Such beasts I have not heard of - what form do they take?