Hah. [ a dry, dark humor suffuses his words. ] If that happens, be sure to bark loudly enough such that someone will notice when you've gone rabid. Though you cling so tightly to your humanity that I wonder how long this degeneration of yours might actually take.

[ will it be a long, protracted struggle, ending in a harsh and violent snap when mika realizes he doesn't recognize himself anymore? or will it be a slow, gradual thing, inhumanity creeping up steadily by degrees such that no one can identify when the tipping point actually was? ]

You'll forgive me for speaking so plainly about it, but is this a consequence of what you are physiologically, or simply the resultant ... mental adaptation, so to speak, to the realities entailed in living the way you do?

[ a predator that feels sorrow for their prey is not a particularly effective one, after all. ]