Bill nodded, and held his hand out to let Myrkvan sniff at it. Wolfdog, wow, that sounded so cool, and he was going to get to pet it. He knew she wasn't anything to do with It because she wasn't attacking straight away and anyway, she didn't feel wrong or out of place.
"Hi, M-Mirkvan," he said, speaking to the dog and trying to copy Katherine's pronunciation, "I'm B-B-Bill." Then he smiled when his hand and wrist got licked, so he risked turning his hand to brush along the side of her face and scratch behind her ear.