Firestone Hot Springs i'm leaving with the light

The Mayfair nodded quietly, mulling over the woman's name. He was quiet for a time, simply soaking his paw— it was several minutes before he acknowledged what she had said. It seemed obvious from her offer that Ava possessed some medicinal knowledge, and he considered during those moments how lucky he was. A healer, it seemed, when he needed one most; it was almost romantic.
I would appreciate that. He murmured finally, searching her eyes with unabashed intrigue. If she was to be another character in this strange story, perhaps she would be an important one. The boy could see no other reason for such an introduction— and he was nothing if not a believer in fate.