"Nah, I don't think anybody looks like they should be a pet," he notes with a touch of bitterness. That shit burns him right up. If they were willing then that'd be one thing, but here lately the discussion hasn't been centered about familiars who have chosen that path for themselves. It's good to know she's not one either way, though. He's not entirely convinced the wolves will be safe once the witches feel like they've gotten the fae out of the way.

"But I meant Johanna sounds kinda plain for you. You don't seem plain." He turns his head, staring in to the fire. "You think I look like a Tom, though? For real? Damn..." Yikes. That's brutal.