[The wolf acknowledges his terms and Five feels extremely vindicated; he knew it was sapient! That wasn't just his imagination. How remarkable, though perhaps slightly less so for someone who grew up with a talking chimpanzee in the house. Still, you don't get that many intelligent animals where he's from.

He's almost ready to give into the curious temptation to run a hand across the wolf's fur when it suddenly stands up and he too straightens up, all business again. He offers his hand for the sniffing, wondering what sort of information about him it can gather from that.

Obviously he's not disappointed he didn't get to pet the wolf, that would be silly.]

Got somewhere to be, huh? Yeah, me too. I'm looking for my brothers and sisters, they must have come through with me.