[Alfie is always so good to her. Again, she smiles, thankfully much more than when she first came here. She moves forward and wraps her arms around his neck, butting his cheek and head with her own and doing the equivalent of nuzzling for a moment.]

You didn't eat any cupcakes. Royce didn't want to either, but I told him it was okay. And that I would eat one with him, too.

He wanted to be a wolf.