Oh what a cute pup, going around with all intentions of knowing all the smells. Rhy watched with fondness, an arm looping around his lover's waist once Llewellyn was standing. It was a nice thing to watch, the happy puppy.

"You mean you'll be waiting," Rhy corrected. "I still have to work, darling. Your superior may not judge you for slipping out on a slow day because of a new pet, but mine? She'll expect something of me."