Raelyn’s pov
“Doesn’t he need to eat or go outside to pee?” I asked the doctor.
It had been a while since he came to help me, and although I felt better with Coryn there, he needed to eat and go for a walk and whatever giant dogs need.
“I’ll be here for another thirty minutes. So he can go.” Ruth said, looking directly at the dog.
It was weird how she spoke to him. Most of the time if people speak to dogs, they do it in a way similar to how they speak to babies.
But not Ruth. She talked to Corbyn like she expected him to answer her back.
I had eaten something and drank a bit of water, and my throat felt a lot better than yesterday. The rest… not so much.
“Should we try seeing if you can go to the toilet?” The doctor said just as Corbyn walked out of the room on its own.
Had he hea
