“Ah, that may work. Jagger tends to be pretty reasonable, and you’re right. You can’t really do your job if you can’t meet with him.” He rubbed the back of his neck lightly. “And perhaps later on, down the line, we can trust him at the apartments on his own. The last world we were in was quite different, and it was a little easier to keep him out of trouble.” Because if he couldn’t take him, or Rhy, there had been at least three or four other people who were delighted to steal the pup away for a bit.

And a new world, so very different, Llewellyn was concerned it might throw the pup off more than a little to suddenly be left alone. Maybe he was soft (he was), but that also seemed a little mean to the puppy.

He took the man’s hand, though. “I’m Llewellyn Watts-Maresh. It’s nice to meet you, Nida.” He responded with an attempt at a more professional greeting after the whole... blundering about over allergies. “I just joined on when I arrived as a detective.”