Bobby lifted his head from Tom's shoulder, making a soft almost-bark in warning. He didn't know her. But she wasn't acting threatening. So like any dog, Bobby warned.

Tom leaned a little to look at her, hand resting on Bobby's head and getting the half-grown alien dog to lay back down. He almost smiled out of reflex, uncertain what she might want or when she'd woken up or what she might have heard. "Cassie? I didn't know you had woke back up. Hi."