Trillen blinked at her and watched with wonder as she tended to his room. He couldn't see anything she was doing, but  it no longer felt as if he was being jabbed with a bunch of sharp needles at same was any indication.  He knew she had done something. He just didn't quite know what. Magic wasn't his strong suit and that was okay with him. Knowing his luck, he was likely to turn someone on to a frog or chicken somehow. "We really aren't given names till we are about seven years old. No sense in naming something if they aren't gonna live." Moving his arm when Kate question him, he nodded slowly. "Yes. Much better Mis- Kate. Much better. Thank you." Kneeling down, before her, he tilted his head up just enough to look at her. "Now how may I serve you?"