Roxie was a little surprised that he was shirtless, and the wolf in her whimpered softly at the display.  This time she chose not to completely ignore the instincts she felt.  She could hardly imagine what it would be like to be alone as long as she had.  She crossed the room to where he was, and almost without thinking her hand reached out to touch one of the tattoos that adorned his body. It was easy to see him as older, but sometimes she forgot just how long he had been on this earth.<br/><br/>"I'm relieved it's you, actually, too.  A part of me always worried it would get triggered with Lance someday..."