They pat him again, on his leg this time. They nearly mention they weren't expecting him at all, but with clearer faculties, they realize it could come off as insulting.

That's alright. Truthfully I don't know how long you took. I've been somewhat measuring time by meals and that's all. They tilt their horns towards the couch; her meals, not theirs, of course. Which should be soon, I believe.

Will you be staying long?

They somewhat want him to now, in complete turnaround to the start of this visit, though they don't expect him to. Waiting and caring for Myla is more nervewracking than riveting.