He gently kissed that scar and felt something changing inside him - just a flutter of change, there and gone, but leaving its mark.

And thought about the female who, despite being human, he was beginning to see as a friend

Was she cold? If he'd stayed with her last night, she wouldn't be cold.

While he waited, he made up the bed,more to discourage Meg from falling back into it than because he wanted to tidy the room. Besides, running his hands over the sheets and breathing in her scent made him happy,