Smartmouthed

He had a feeling Bas wouldn't like that. Ollie didn't flinch, he just nodded. "I hope you understand that no matter what happens, I will do my best to save her if she needs saving." And if she dies he couldn't be blamed. There, that was out of the way. He had been dreading that conversation and felt a lot lighter. He huffed a sigh and shook his fur out. Taking a few steps back into the space again.

"Wish mine was as nice as yours." He commented shaking his head about Vesper. Though she wasn't technically his yet. And he had no idea of Ignita's new status.

"We'll set up three beds for now, a low table here, along the back walls we'll store some of the most needed medicines on shelves, and inside the room, I'll keep my stores of tinctures." He said, waving with his nose and tail about certain placements.

"Here," He placed a paw before him, "We'll have a table, and another along that wall. Whatchu think?" He motioned. He was starting to envision it!

"Speech"