( wen ning's reluctance to discuss eating is noted, as evidenced by the talk of his meals receiving only a considering hum. xingchen's question has been answered well enough - the man likely isn't hungry enough to fuss with food when they arrive.

as for the bit about the fog, about changing, xingchen can't help but wonder what such a thing is like for wen ning. each werewolf (each shape-changing monster altogether, really) experiences the change a bit differently, and this man's could perhaps be more merciful than xingchen's own... but it could also be quite a bit more miserable. either way, he has the courtesy not to ask. such things will be shared in time, if his friend is willing to speak of it. if not, it's hardly his own business, anyway. )

I find that without the fog, the changes seem gentler. Not pleasant, but... With the fog, the edges feel a bit sharper. ( he knows that sounds somewhat abstract, but such is how feelings must be described at times for lack of any concrete way to convey them. )