Morag just stepped past Tracey, not quite sure how to respond yet. She liked the other girl well enough, but they'd never been as close as she was with her Ravenclaw girls. Stooping down, she scratched the puppy behind his ears, laughing softly as he writhed with pleasure.
"Is this the runt?" she asked, lifting her head to glance at her brother as he walked into the living area.
"Yeah. Figured Tracey could use somebody to keep an eye on her," he said with a shrug. Callen flashed his sister his best grin. "I'd hug you, but you're gross and sweaty."