Mon Loup Rouge, Ah, no. It does not have the same ring to it.

[ Honey wolf it shall remain.

Quietly, gently, she murmurs between sips of wine. ]

I shall always worry when you are away, Red. I get the feeling you do not have many back home that might do the same. Allow me to make up the difference.

[ A beat. ]

And you are quite adorable, in your own way.