Having Bitty be so quiet is a little strange. Derek is used to him talking all the time, to filling the silence with his charming southern twang. But now he's so subdued, and Derek isn't sure what to do.

Hes in the kitchen fixing their sandwiches when he hears him talking to Jinx, and he looks up to watch them interact. Her black fur and the smile on Bitty's face give him an idea, and he straightens a little as he thinks about it. Yeah, that might work.

"She could use someone to be the boss of," Derek says as he comes over with a tray. On it sits two sandwiches and a plate of chips, along with two bottles of water. He sits down next to Bitty and Jinx immediately sits up, paws up on Bitty's thigh as she sniffs. Derek rolls his eyes and picks up the piece of meat he set aside for her, handing it over. She takes it and goes over to her bed in the corner, munching on it with happy little growls.

"Eat up," he says, handing one of the plates over. "You should crash here. It's late and I have something I want to show you tomorrow."