"They were dumb enough to take me away," Frankie reminded him. This place, the Regiment, did a lot of stupid things in her opinion. She let out a sigh before adding, "It would be nice, though."
The snort pulled a smirk out of her, it sat a little lopsided on her face. "Like a mutt or something." Lazily, she shrugged. "Maybe a shaggy looking thing."
Her attention had been on Cal, not wanting to dip her head down again. Frankie didn't want anyone to think this place was taking anything from within her; they weren't going to take that confidence from her. Well, not for too long anyway. "Yeah, something like that," she said through an airy chuckle. "Just as long as he doesn't gnaw on my arm or anything."