Vashti's smile lifted Aldo's spirits and put him at ease just a little bit despite the whole talking-to-a-girl stress. It was a strange feeling: the wooded surroundings were calming like a lullaby in spite of the serious task at hand, but the prospect of trying to charm a lady made him want to just sleep through the next ten months and then get the whole dying thing over with. Her question, and then her elaboration, hung in his mind and he didn't reply for several moments. 

[i]You still have time and on top of that you're a lovely girl; If you just...keep looking...I'm sure you'll find someone. You're far too sweet and nice to die because you couldn't find a mate. I've only been a wolf for a couple months, now, but at the rate I'm going?[/i]

A bark of something close to laughter came out of his dark muzzle, and he looked away, pretending to be interested in something far away in the pines. 

[i]I don't have a snowball's chance in Hell.[/i]