Garahel loves treats, but he also loves getting his chin scratched, so he can delay for one, closing his eyes and letting out a content sound. Inessa nods, suspecting that particular goal will be more easily achieved and might help Fern feel more at ease besides. "Precisely. And once they decide who to follow, that's it. You have a companion and protector for life. If you wish to visit with us, we tend to go just after breakfast."
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