Stefan returned from the park. His walk on the way back had lead to him mulling things over, reassessing everything that the pup had done while they'd been alone. The edict of Golden Bear lingered in his mind - 'Judge slowly, but be implacable in your judgement'. Endurance and patience were something that resounded very well with the Storm Lord.
The question wasn't exactly if James was perfect Seeker material, because the odds of any wolf showing up at the Tur, a stranger to the city and the lands, and finding themselves fitting in perfectly were fairly minimal. What the Cahalith was concerned about was promise.
He headed back into the closed restaurant, scanning around for his packmates.
Time to talk.