I can come visit her - the den's probably best for her right now. Quieter, easier to access. I don't know how she'd stay at the treehouse, and I'd really want to keep her out by the woods. Someone just... left her?

[Tate circles back to that and it might be evident that something about that rubs him the wrong way. He hesitates in the processing of things as he picks up the rag and finishes putting away a set of glasses. He looks back up to Derek as he hangs up his apron and comes around the other side of the bar to give him his phone back. Still upset.]

How can people do that? That's - that's terrible. She deserves love. Does she have a name yet?