Well he felt like he was making progress with her at least. "Ok," he said to her when she said she'd agree to stay. He didn't know where else she would GO, but hey, progress. "Here, I'll get you your medicine. It's not going to taste good, and you'll need some different ailments for your wounds." He sighed, and stood up. "But for now it's a good start. Humphrey you keep her company while I prepare her medicine." 

The dog boofed aloud, and happily sat next to Ferona while Berek put the medicinal brew into a wooden cup, placing it by her stew. "You can take my bed for the next week or two. I have a cot I can take. Tomorrow I'll need to get to work on my contracts." He smiled. "It's good to meet you."