Awww, thank you! Turnbull almost didn't show up in this fic, 'til he just sorta suddenly pushed his way in, in that oh-so-polight manner of his. Appologising the whole time, of course...

I see Deif as just himself here, but I did toy with him being another Agent. But the more I wrote, the more I just saw him as Him, and that probably more animals would be like him if we could just understand them the way Fraser and the Angels of his ilk can.