Bearclaw Valley sing hallelujah

A nod. That was the best Evien could've hoped for. 

He was not powerhungry. Bossy? Yes. But not because he sought power or status. It was more because it was harder to treat patients when they were running around like a chicken with its head chopped off. Or because maybe if they didn't start fights all the time he wouldn't have to treat them anyway.

But that was obviously not going to happen. It was fine. He was used to it by now. Accepted it, even.

Evien smiled a bit at the black wolf, his eyes crinkling. "Thank you," he told her earnestly, then tipped his head to the side. "That was all I needed. Unless you need something from me?" he questioned. If she had injuries that needed treated, or just wanted to have someone to be beside for a little while. He wouldn't mind staying out in the sunshine for a while.