Say, aren’t you the least bit concerned that nothing’s happened for so long?
Suddenly, [NAME] stumbles over a sudden pothole in the road and falls face first while cursing loudly and none too gently about the condition of roads in general and this one in particular.
A pitiful squealing draws your attention: Beside the path, an otter has his foot caught in a snare and looks at you beseechingly with big brown eyes. It is squealing in a way that breaks your heart. What are you going to do?
Walk on?
Free the animal?
Kill, skin, and eat it?