“Yes… That’s true, which I confess I feel rather lucky for.” He responded with a small shake of his head. He had yet to see Pretzel shy away from or growl at. Made him a little worried sometimes the hound would try to befriend someone he absolutely shouldn’t. But on the other hand… “I think I’d be rather concerned if we ever did meet someone he didn’t like at all.” Because how bad would they have to be for that kind of reaction?

He smiled a little at the description. So some things were as the stories said, at least to a point. Interesting, but also kind of nice to hear about that part of Ivy’s life. That sounded like a nice arrangement, after all. Giving a good home to the family of this ‘Jenks’ for their help. “Interesting neighbors, by the sounds of it? What kind of work does this ‘Jenks’ do with you?”

Llewellyn definitely raised a brow at that. Clearly, the detective was torn. He was glad to hear that she had taken his advice, but a bit concerned that she was still feeling reluctant to accept things… “You say that like it’s a bad thing, isn’t it good that you have some proof to back up that he’s being genuine with you?”