"I absolutely agree," Bea replied, not bothered by the seriousness of his expression or words. "I might not carry a ton with me, but what I have is still mine. It's common fucking decency to leave it alone." So far it had been, so she really couldn't complain of thieves first hand. "They're kids though, so it could be they never had anyone teach them shit like that." She could give the benefit of the doubt sometimes. If she felt like it. Or Rae was rubbing off on her; it could be both or either.
Pursing her lips together for a minute, she gathered her thoughts back together. She hadn't meant to start a serious conversation, but she understood Noah's viewpoint on things. "Well, and when you consider what the government safehouses were like, it definitely seems worse than here. I never felt like I could let my eye off of anything I had there. Too many people around."
"A little less than a week, I think," Bea answered, realizing only after the fact that Noah would have made the connection between her having an animal and not having one prior. "One of the vet workers, David, found her mother and siblings late last week and asked if anyone would be interested in taking the puppies. Space is getting tight for strays down there." She whistled softly to get Ada's attention, since the dog was going a bit further than she wanted. "She's the first pet I've had, but what the hell, I was getting a little lonely with just myself in my room, so I thought I might try it." And David hadn't seemed concerned letting her have the dog, though he was also available to ask her millions of questions to.