He had to admit that he was kind of glad Raven asked him to stay. Just having her here was sort of comforting, in a way he couldn't quite explain. "I'll stick around," he promised, and sat on the edge of her bed. His tail curled nervously around him, and he shoved it out of the way - the stupid thing had a mind of its own sometimes.
"Do you want anything? Are you hungry, thirsty...Mother?" He added that as an afterthought, swallowing the symphony of frogs performing a concerto in his throat. Maybe she didn't even want him to call her that.