These are the things

Novella certainly hadn't meant to make Hecate feel anymore nervous. She had quite hoped for the opposite reaction to be entirely honest, find out how the girl was coping now and see if anything would help her feel a little more at home here in Threar.

She would find herself frowning softly, concerned by the words and reaction that she received. If she was completely honest, no there wasn't anything extraordinarily beneficial that Hecate had brought to the pack, though Novella understood it would take her longer to settle in and contribute. There was a reason she was still a Paperback and not a Prologue or any other rank.

"You don't need to talk to be useful." Novella pointed out, her tone soft and gentle still as she spoke, the concerned frown easing away to a more neutral expression. "My nephew Sorrel, even I barely get a word out of him though he's growing to be a fine healer." A small smile would find her way to her features now, hoping to lighten the mood a little.