"And I should keep my eyes up rather than down," he said, glad that this woman was being friendly. It always sucked worse when the person was snotty about it.
Bast took all attention as her just due. She sniffed delicately at the proffered fingers before bumping her head against them in the universal demand for tribute and affection.
"Traitor," Rolf said in an amused voice. "That is Bast, who was taking me for a walk, which is why I wasn't watching where I was going. There's no leash because she knows they chafe my neck terribly," he quipped, grinning.