"It does. Thank you."

There's a strained inhale.

"It's a little difficult to describe where I am exactly, but I can see the top of the mill and the main path leading to it. I'm on the forest treeline. You could probably spot me if you walked down far enough. I'll send my keyring spirit Peter up your way. He'll bring you to me. But don't touch him. He can't get ill, but I haven't got a clue if he's sterile."