[She curls against him, more or less crawling into his lap to get close enough to bury her face in his chest and shut out all sight of old memories. She would've been alright with something else, maybe. Friends she left behind, family - scenes on the road as an Assassin. For some reason the complete innocence of her dog is what's ruining her. It might just be the final straw on a lot of things.]
It's - I haven't seen her in years. [Deep breaths, trying to stop the quivering of her chest.] I'm sorry - I. It's just - I miss her.