Will nods once again. "Thank you for your generosity. I will repay you when I am able." He hesitates. "I am, in truth, looking for a decent place to stay, where the bed is not too hard and the vermin at a minimum. To speak plainly, I am unfamiliar with this town." A decided understatement.
He smiles at the little girl who is busy petting a rather large dog. He frowns, then looks at his host in alarm. "Is that not a wolf? Do you not fear for her from that?."
He shakes his head, not taking his eyes off the wolf as he speaks. "Cider would be appreciated." He shakes his head as the little girl kisses the wolf on the snout. "Remarkable," he whispers. "William Shakespeare, though I prefer Will."