"They are usually on the right paths, though they often do get sidetracked." The small woman commented on those who love what they are. "They sometimes need more reminders than those who have yet to determine what they are." She was speaking from experience after all.
"He needs time, and work, but he will find some for of peace eventually, our Doctor McCoy." Yes, for now the crone was willing to share with the brilliant boy. "You cannot keep him locked away in his mind, but I'm sure you knew that already. If you were completely lost to your mind, you would be of no interest to me. There is a time and a place for the mind, as well as the body, after all."
"Eric. His name is Eric. He is of a grand Teutonic design." She laughed softly. "He upset poor Henry. Made advances that the young fellow did not at all appreciate." She sighed softer than she had laughed. "It was something of a disappointment and a step back in a way, but I cannot control him."
She paused to see where they were going. She didn't need to walk to get places, nor did she really have to worry about the City changing. Yet, there were times she liked to know where she was.