"Aye, he's mine." Oliver smiled at her and then looked down at Comet. "He usually comes without the stick, but they've been inseparable for the last half hour." The pup still had the stick wedged firmly between his teeth and was wagging his tail happily. He'd taken Percy's disappearing much better than Oli had, then again he'd always been more Oli's dog than actually theirs. "His name's Comet and I'm Oliver," he introduced them.