Ellie always liked it when people reacted pleasantly to Dog. It was hard not to -- she was friendly in a way that was sometimes frankly overwhelming -- but some were nervous about such a large creature roaming Sing Sing's narrow hallways. Anyway. You could tell a lot about a person based on how they treated animals -- or wasn't that what the books always said?
"I'm all right," said Ellie after a moment, offering Taisce a small grin. It was nowhere near the exuberance of her pet, but there was visible warmth behind it. Anyone who was good friends with O'Brien was someone she knew she liked, too. "Things have been nice, lately. Busy." Always. "How're you?"
"I don't know what half of these things are, actually," she admitted, resting her weight against the desk's edge. "I didn't really have time to look at them properly."