His hand rubbing at the dog's chest, he smiled. "I found her two years ago wandering down the street with a rope attached to her." He shook his head. "It took me three tries to get her to come home. She had to be bribed." He grinned wider. "So yes, a very smart girl. The smartest of the seven, but don't tell them that." He winked at Winston.
"Would you like to come to get food with us?" He asked simply. There would be other days for scar story exchanges. Will was trying to be considerate to those around him here because one never knew when he'd need a better friend than those he had back home. "Or a drink?"