[Poggio]

The heat flooded him at the mere touch and remembrance of the strange... activity that left him confused. "Yes... she is... Um.. Mr Growl. Is there a good spot down the road to have a picnic? We can cook some of the bacon to eat with the meat and bread." He said not sure how much his voice wavered. "She also gave me some peppermint balm for my sores." He said looking away shyly.