"Mmm, I imagine the company is nice," Zacharias agreed as he ruffled the pup's fur a bit more before he stood. He had never had pets, not really. Horses - which he still had, at his parents' property. But those were hardly the same. A horse didn't come and sit on your bed. Unless you wanted a broken bed and a room that smelled like horse.
"I'm sure it will all come back to you in no time," he said as he followed her out the back door, into the evening air. Taking a moment to glance at the sky, the glossy moon, the starts that twinkled out. He dropped one end of his broomstick and tossed a leg over.