Lee had wondered about how Hestia was doing, given the clinic and the newest decree law thingy. He couldn't give it the respect to apply a name or number to it, unless he was making fun of it. Given that doing that in public wasn't wise, he tended to stay silent on the subject when others could overhear.
He looked down at her -- she was almost tiny next to him, he couldn't help but think -- and smiled warmly at her. "And I'm looking forward to seeing her too."
Though grown-up time with Hestia -- which he suspected she needed adult conversation besides with patients -- was hopefully on the agenda later too.
He stepped inside. "How are you today, Hestia?" he asked, quirking a finger at the dog to follow him inside.