The good doctor was not one to ignore a politeness offered, and he reached out to shake Meja's hand, adding a warm smile to the mix.

"John, please."

Nicknames were not really his cup of tea, and he'd already gathered a few already this morning. Was it morning? He couldn't be sure of the exact time.

"A forest you say?" Well that was not going to do him much good. London city boy really had no place in the woods.