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Iris Morgenstern (unsteady) wrote in rooms,

Iris watched as Pip greeted his master, and a smile took up unfamiliar residence on her face at the dog's excitement. The low laughter that made its way back toward the seated women made her blink in slight surprise, her expression open and calm as she listened to it. She wasn't sure that she'd ever heard the sound from Bruce, not like this, allowed to escape fully and not tempered by anything, including himself.

She had to laugh a bit herself at the thorough licking the dog was giving Bruce's face, though her laugh remained quiet and mostly hidden, a soft exhale as she watched. "Pip..." There was a soft scold to her voice, but she hadn't raised it much, barely carrying to where dog and man reunited. There was something good about it, something relaxed and right, and it made Iris feel good, that something was good for Bruce. She didn't realize how fond her smile had gone, how soft it was as she watched. Lucia saw, and her own smile tipped into something satisfied and knowing and a bit victorious.

Iris half expected Bruce to turn and go again once he'd claimed Pip. Perhaps on a walk of their own. Pip was his dog, after all, and there was no reason for the man to not want his own dog with him on whatever business filled his days. Or whatever leisure, as there didn't seem to be any business-like urgency to his posture when he stood again. She prepared to lift her fingers, her hand, in a wave. Though only if he looked over before walking away to wherever his days took him. But instead he began to walk closer, and her fond smile slipped quickly into surprise and a touch of confusion as he neared. She tried to chase it away - he had to talk to Lucia, likely - but she blinked up at him at the sound of her own name.

"...Hello, Bruce." And then, because she's been practicing with Lucia, "Buongiorno." It's rough, the pronunciation still rocky, but a brief glance at Lucia receives a smile and a nod before her gaze shifts back up to Bruce.