Gen looked at her hound. The young witch had never considered that he might still be a puppy but it was true. He could very well be one. Who knew how long it would take for someone of his species to grow up? She could not say. But before she could question that line more, Bryn asked a different question.
"I - it's not been the worst I've seen." It had been terrible to see John that way and feel the danger breathing down her neck. But it had been her life for so long... it had been easy to slip back into it. "No one died. That's a good day for me. I hated being back in danger but it cannot be helped." It was a simplified description but the bottom line was true.