"A comfort thing, definitely," he nodded his head. "Both a comfortable thing to talk about and the fact that I like talking to you." And, for some reason, he wanted to tell her things that he didn't tell other people. "Yeah, most of the places that use the other breeds are inner city, downtown in the rougher places." She'd lived uptown, if he recalled correctly.
He laughed a little. "Fair enough. Maybe these two should spend some more time together or something. Cin could teach her some good dog habits." It was a joke, not everyone wanted a dog like Cinnamon. Some people wanted rambunctious dogs that were endless conversation starters and endless amusement. "Cin may not be perfect but he's a pretty damn good dog." He watched as Cinnamon scratched at his stomach and chuckled a little.
Holding his hands up in understanding, Brandon nodded his head. "I get that. That's part of why I'm out here, actually. I mean, I wanted a walk, but it's crowded as fuck in there right now. With my sisters coming and going, Marchand in there constantly, and Vienna." Were. Brandon arched an eyebrow and shrugged, before explaining, "Leah's like that sometimes." At least, in his memory, she was. "She goes long times without seeking people out sometimes, you know? It doesn't mean she doesn't like you or anything, it's just the way she is." She was more solitary lately than Brandon remembered her being in recent memory, but he figured that she was just going through a phase. Maybe, anyway. She'd come out of it. She and Bea had always had the potential to be really good friends, and he'd hate to see her squander it. "If not, maybe you should seek her out, you know? Meet her in the middle." If that made any sense.
With a nod, Brandon shrugged. "With most people, you'd be right," he told her. "But Leah's not like most people. You need to push that shit sometimes, because if you don't, nothing'll happen." It was how a lot of Leah's friendships fell through. "I'm not saying you have to go see her now. As a matter of fact, she'd probably fucking hate that, since she hates being in the infirmary as it is. But when she gets out. You know?"
Something serious? Brandon blinked at that and arched an eyebrow. "Something serious as in how?" he asked. He hadn't been that obvious, had he? "Baby sister shit, huh?" Kori wasn't like that. But then, he always sort of kept his sisters out of his private life. So, maybe she would be, if he let her in. More reason not to.