Moon motions for him to wait there, and she ducks into the bathroom. When she comes back, she has a tiny white fluff ball in her hands. Its eyes are barely open, and they're bright, bright blue.

"It's one of Mons' puppies. She's yours. It won't take her long before she's yakking your ear off. When she's big enough, in a few weeks, I'll take her from Mons and she'll officially be yours to care for."

She gently offers the tiny ball fluff to him, so he can begin bonding with her.