"Life is a funny thing, isn't it? Intrinsically walking from one place to another, but not moving anywhere. We humans do that all the time, especially with the werewolves following us. Some are... nice, human even. Most are what you'd expect from folklore, with the King of Arcadia paying with his humanity for his hubris. The nice ones are what we'd call the Tame. They are either human-raised born wolves or bitten humans. Our producer, Tom, is a born Tame. Great guy. Anyway... you were saying?"
"Yes, your opinion on our state in the universe, sir?"
"Ah, yes. Where was I...? Hm, well, I'd say that the whole... point to all of this, hunter and hunted, poor and rich... it's not there. There is no pliable reason for being. We do meaningless tasks for meaningless pieces of dead tree matter with meaningless value assigned to them. My phone, a cold, unrelenting slab of glass, metal and silicon, is valuable because it has an importance to me but I could have Tom ripping my head off - sorry Tom, you're the only wolf here so, yeah - and it, uh, ultimately wouldn't matter. We are all going to burn in the heat death of everything. The whole reason we age is because of the arrow of time wearing our cells down like water does the 'mighty' white cliffs of Dover."
"Uh, well... I think that does it for this... interesting interview. I've been the host, and join us here on TV1 where, next up, is the football! The Lionesses play Germany in the semi-finals! Goodbye for now."
