"Unintentionally," he smiles repeating her word. He imagines that could have been both entertaining and taxing. He remembers many things he came to realize unintentionally, as a reaction to threat usually. "Did you help them come into their own?"

"Do you enjoy Bealtaine and the welcoming of summer when you sleep out underneath the skies?" He continues to follow along with her as they walk through her home. "Some nights I welcomed the skies, other nights I would have preferred the comfort of something more sheltered. For some number of years I had a wolfhound to keep me warm. She was a good companion.”