She gives him a very firm squeeze before stepping back, and Scraps runs up her leg to be scooped into her arms and held out for inspection.

"Scraps, meet Didi. Shen Jiye, my brother."

The ferretipede elongates, leaning far out from Taylor's hands to sniff at him, and chirps. Another magic man?

Taylor glances down at her, brows raised. "She says you smell like... dreams?"