Shaun had been sitting in thoughtful, reticent silence while he waited for Norman to arrive. He had been moved from the gurney to a chair after his ankle was bandaged, but he'd been given a change of clothes and a fresh cup of hot chocolate, dressed in a shirt that he was practically swimming in and a pair of sweatpants that he had to hold up when he stood. His hair still stuck to his forehead wetly.

He didn't notice Norman come in, but Susie did. She waved a paw with a call of "Floatzel!"