The Doctor & Anna Latham
"You are not wrong." She said carefully. The effect was hard to miss, it tickled the edges of awareness, snuck in like a shadow. And while she knew she was doing it, and could when she desired out the wolves of werewolves to sleep, she generally didn't
"It isn't that hard. Though I am sure they all ask what are you a doctor of." She smiled warmly, "I am used to titles as names. One of my friends is called the Moor."