"The Good Doctor" seemed to draw a reaction from both the wolf and the shadow. Gray's expression suddenly turned to stone, brows furrowing in such a way that pinched his entire face with something terribly close to disgust. Red immediately reached out to steady him, laid a hand on his arm and whispered to his mind:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"<i>Easy..."</i></span>Such quick reaction kept a growl from rippling from Gray's chest, and he looked away with his fist clenched.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Your Master is 'The Butcher' Sawbones?"</span>Red asked, decidedly careful with how they chose their words. They were powerful, particularly names. There was a lot that could be done with just a name-- a<i>true </i>name, not some moniker earned by foul deeds or a nickname self-assigned out of hubris and narcissism.  Immediately Red was intrigued; but, like Gray, also very sorry for this girl-- even more than they had been a moment before. What a life she must have led up until this point.<br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">"We have to do something."</span></i>Gray's thoughts filtered into Red's thoughts. And Red glanced up at him, head tipped slightly. A smile spread across the Shadowling's face.<br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"I'm so proud of you."</span></i>They both looked back at Faun, an agreement firmly set between them, and yet a word had not truly been spoken.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "Miss Faun, if it would be all right with you, but could we escort you home?"</span>Red asked.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Or, at least back through the forest? It sounds like you've already had quite a day, and we'd hate for anything else to happen to our new friend. Isn't that right, Gray?"</span><br/><br/>Gray glanced from Red's lips to nod at Faun.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">"It's getting late. Not too safe to travel this area alone. Ogres are more active at night, and this forest belongs to them now."</span>It was a recent development. A nasty turf war had taken place and the ogres had unfortunately won.