Firefly Glen this senseless, thoughtless world

He suspected as much. "The lavender I have given you" he attempts to put his patient's mind at ease "is a small dose. Something I would give to a pup" because as far as he was aware, Keres did not have familiarity with the plant. She would have requested it directly if so. "so it is safe to take the next night - with the same dose - if you need it."

Holland grunts, giving a nod. "It has... certainly been eventful" the man admits softly. Kidnapped wolves aside... He watches as she chews the plant and thanks him. He grunts again. "I appreciate the flow of patients" he cracks a wry grin, knowing full well his little joke would fall flat. "sleep well." instead, he directs it away from his attempt at humor.