Adasse would also like to think of himself as a lone wolf -- but sometimes ... even a wolf could use a little affection. Or, a great deal, if the tightness of their hug was anything.

He leans back as Sorrel does, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, of course. Give her my best. Tell her if she wants anything else ... I'm on it."

He smiles, saluting with one hand, before he headed towards the door. He pauses there for a moment, looking over his shoulder. "Remember, I'm right up the stairs, if you need anything, all right?"