Pleased with the response, Garahel bumps up against Carlos affectionately. Inessa glances at her mabari companion fondly, but sensing the wistfulness soon turns her attention back to Carlos.

"We are, indeed. I do not take his company for granted, not when we only had mousers at Kinloch Hold. It would have been unthinkable just a few years ago that I'd ever have a mabari of my own and yet, now it's just as unthinkable to be without one.

...the Inquisition has access to mabari breeders, you know. It's certainly possible to meet new pups while you're here." Not that she expects him to go do that right now, but...it's something to consider.