Dana nods, and tries to calm her soul-self down. "Teo, he's like us, they're just as afraid as we are."

Teotimus curls his ears down and flicks his tail, and huffs a sigh. "I suppose so," he replies.

She turns her attention back to Julian. "I'm Dana," she says to him, "and I don't know, what's out there but I'm sure it's not good. I don't know if it's doubles or librarians or, or what, but it's probably not a good idea to stay in one place for too long. He's Teotimus," she adds, stroking the galago's fur. "Does yours have a name?"