Pretzel cast his droopy eyes up at Rhy when the man made a noise, surely he’s not that heavy yet, Father...! So rude... Luckily he’s a gracious canine and he could forgive that with a little nuzzle before he settled his head on Rhy’s lap.

Huffing out a little chuckle at the dog’s dramatics, he smiled and crossed the room to lean on the arm of the sofa next to Rhy. “I’m glad you approve, it’s rather what I was going for. No reason why we shouldn’t have a little comfort while we’re being productive, right?” He looked to his blackboard (blank currently) and hummed a little, “I have a few things left I’d like to do... But the list is getting smaller— that said, I wouldn’t mind hearing if you have any ideas for additions to the office?”