She keens, shoving her cold nose into Edgar's ear before it gets a few frantic licks, too. He's okay. He's here. Nimona flops all her weight onto him, her tail smacking against his lower legs with each wag.

"When'd you get here?" she manages to ask -- and oh, it's easier than she thought; it's not about using her voice like a human would, it's just talking to her buddy Ed. That's all it has to be for now. "You're really okay?"

She can't lick his face anymore when he's got it buried in her fur, so she opts to start licking his hair instead.