"Hi! I ran into Deka on the trail and she said you have a mystery creature that could use some attention from someone who knows more about healing, and I thought I'd come have a look."

There's a slightly displeased press to Rogeiros' lips, but after a moment he nods. "Of course. I did place his care in her hands, and if she thinks this is for the best." He steps to one side, and gestures for the cleric to enter.

He steps inside and waits for Rogeiros to show him to the creature.

And he does, not saying anything as he leads the way to One's room.

One is curled up in his nest, not quite hiding, but very close to it.

Figment is curled up with him, purring reassuringly.

"Oh, a red panda. No wonder she didn't recognize him, he's well out of his range." He goes in, checks out the accommodations - "do you have bamboo for him?"

"...I do not."

"That's at least part of your problem, then. I think it'll grow around here, I'll have to see if I can get you some stalks."

He goes over to the nest, next. "Hey, sweetheart, can I get a look at you?" He offers his hand to be sniffed.

He extends his neck out, sniffs at his hand, and then slowly emerges, keeping himself small - although perhaps a tiny bit less cautious than he had been with Deka. (He does seem reluctant to part from Figment, but.)

Raafi goes to pet him, hesitantly -

    "Gentle," Figment puts in.

"Of course." And he is quite gentle, running a hand down his back. "Thin - he'd benefit from a healing spell, at this point - you can probably turn it around without one but it'll be risky, if he's not familiar with what he should be eating."

One tilts his head slightly, and shivers a little under the gentle hand, and is carefully watching the cleric without really seeming to watch him.

"If you think that's best," Rogeiros agrees, almost impassively.

"Mmhmm. Let's see if there's anything else going on - I'm going to look at your feet and then your mouth, sweetheart," he says, and reaches for one of his forepaws.

One obediently lets him inspect each of his paws in turn, and when he's finished, opens his mouth without prompting.

"-did you train him to do that?"

Rogeiros' lips have pressed together, perhaps in surprise? "I did not."

"Sweetie, can you... go over and touch the wall and come back?"

One hestitates for a brief moment - and yes, his eyes flicker to Rogeiros - before he does exactly that.

"That's, uh, pretty decisive that he understands the language. Which means he counts as a person, ethically speaking."

Rogeiros does not look particularly pleased with that revelation. "I see," he says tightly, watching One as though this is his fault.

One shrinks in on himself some - he hadn't meant to give that away.

"You haven't done anything wrong, sweetheart. Do you talk?"

-He really doesn't want to answer that, and his eyes flicker between the two men, backing away a tiny bit.

"Hey, it's all right, nobody's going to hurt you." And to Rogeiros: "I think I need to speak to him privately, if you don't mind."