"Bear, that's so cute," Eden says, lighting up at the probably inaccurate mental image of a big dog in uniform. She can't be entirely bothered by what John has said about how Bear was acquired; she's picked up more than a few things in a less than legal manner herself, though it's been quite a long time now.

"I didn't even know there was such a thing as a military dog. Mine's a little Scottish Fold named Origami." She quirks her fingers at the name of the breed, trying unconsciously to illustrate the way Origami's little ears lie flat.