Stavanger Bay Dangling feet from windowsill

I guess we can wait for him after your reply - might take a while, though.

Not wasting any time, Doe let out a few quick, piping calls - her name-sound for the Leviathan.

"He is a busy man these days, but he does make time for things he deems important," the doctor said, sitting down near to the stormy female. "Only he can decide whether a wolf stays or moves on, but I am sure that he will let you move on without trouble, if the first is not an option."

Of this, there was no doubt in the little female's mind. She did not know the man to be needlessly cruel, and he had shown her nothing but kindness thus far. "You can call me Doe," she said to the female, though the name was no longer familiar to her outside of Szymon's presence, and even then, she wondered. "What are you called?"