“You rang?”
Fenrir tried to make a joke awkwardly, making Aileen laugh, she always knew that this big werewolf is the grumpiest and the most awkward elven of the four of them, but inside, she really wants to know about this werewolf, at least some of his story.
“Please, sit beside me.” Aileen invites him to sit in the chair beside her bed.
Fenrir then sits and looking at Aileen. “I see that you still have your movement and your voice, thanks to heaven for that.”
“Yeah, not all of it though, I cannot feel my leg, just the waist up, but hey at least not all of my body.”
“True… I mean when we saw you got so weak when your energy depleted completely…” Fenrir holds her hand. “We are very sorry.”
Aileen look puzzled, try to make sense of him saying an apology to her. “For what?”
