Kaleeth listened to everything Janius had to say, and though she said nothing in response, it did have at least somewhat of a positive effect. Everyone, it seemed, wanted to help her. She didn't feel that she deserved it, but they all seemed to care. A good minute passed where she said nothing, but after a while, she gripped Janius' hand more tightly, then pulled it close to her chest as she moved closer and leaned onto him. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, letting out a few tears. She still had said nothing, but for the moment, she didn't feel she needed to. 

Sabine's question was more difficult to answer than Meesei would have liked. Truthfully, she couldn't be certain. All lycans were capable of gaining control of their beasts, but werecrocodiles were fundamentally different from werewolves, so she was having to discover new ways to train her. Still, it had been months without Kaleeth turning her aggression towards the pack, and she was only going to get better. Meesei swam over beside Sabine and patted her gently on the back. "I think she will be fine."