He slowly shook his head in total disagreement. And to make sure Jane got the message, he then said, “You were neither impertinent nor disrespectful to me. An inquisitive mind is no reason for you to use either of those words to describe yourself.” Oskar shrugged halfheartedly, amazed that it was necessary for him to explain something as simple as asking questions. “Questions are how we learn about things, Jane, which we would otherwise not know about. Think of it this way,” he attempted to explain. “You’ve had one helluva day so far. Er, hectic day so far.” He knew he should watch his language around her, though the good news was that he hadn’t dropped any f-bombs. Yet. “Anyways, I expect you to ask a ton of questions, since you’re new here. It would be the same for me if I were a visitor in your lands. Questions upon questions.” Trying to make light of the situation, Oskar could tell she was still struggling internally with all that was going on. As if to prove the point, Jane’s waterworks began. In earnest. He took note of how she wasn’t shy about it in the least. Both eyes kept dispensing the liquid, and he froze, unsure of what to do next. He certainly didn’t wish for her to stand there, helpless and crying. Just then, a 150-watt light bulb beckoned for him to do something. Anything. Recalling his discovery of her in the woods, she didn’t seem to mind his touch while she was in her wolf form. So he thought he’d take a chance with her human self. Oskar approached from her left side, gingerly putting an arm around her right shoulder. This close to her, he felt no need to speak too loud, yet he spoke slightly above a whisper. “You haven’t done anything wrong, Jane, and I know things are really confusing for you right now” he soothingly said while slowly guiding her toward the yawning back door. “Come inside. I have an extra bedroom for you to rest in. Because right about now, I think you could use a good sleep. No one will bother you, and I’ll be nearby in case you need anything.” A few steps later and they were inside. With his arm still around her, he closed and locked the door with his free hand. Although she continued to cry, her tears weren’t flowing as freely as they were outside. Halfway up the stairs, he softly stated, “Almost there, Jane. We’re heading for that open door to your right. Once inside, you’ll find solace in that bed. Guaranteed.” Although Oskar was unsure as to how much of what he said was registering with her, he was just hopeful that she would sleep peacefully. The search for her father would be continued when she woke.