[ Ah, perfect. The man is reaching toward him, allowing Diefenbaker the chance to sniff him thoroughly. The wolf's nose wrinkles – he smells of chemicals and other things – but he tolerates the careful touch with good manners.

The Mountie, on the other hand, is watching the other man with deep sympathy in his eyes. ]

Yes. Well, as much as anyone knows, in the time I come from, and I'm afraid that's far from everything.

But I do know of you. I know of all of you who went on that expedition, and may I say...

[ He takes a breath, simply allowing sincerity to dictate his words. ]

You've always been an inspiration to me.

[ A beat, and he winces, slightly. ]

I realize that might be an insensitive thing to say. Ah... I never thought I'd ever have the chance to speak with any of you.