[The dogs seem happy enough. In fact, there are moments—and will be moments—where their happiness appears to border on delirium, and that’s definitely chalked up to what Makima is. But this is fine, clearly, because for now, the dogs watch Warren as he approaches, falling into a sit.

They don’t seem to find the wizard unsettling at all. Two of them are bright-eyed, the other smaller one is… Well. Intense. But not wary.

Makima pets the head of each one as she begins her introductions.]

This one… is Margarita. She’s a German Shepherd. And this one is Bubblegum. She’s a Doberman!

[Big, strong dogs. The sort that one might expect Warren to keep if he was a dog person.

But Makima moves over to the next one, the one that seems rather intense, looking up at Warren with a critical gaze.

It’s a Chihuahua.]

And this one here is Ribeye. He’s… a very passionate Chihuahua, aren’t you?

[Rrrruuff, Ribeye grunts.]