Floyd lifts his head, glasses shifting on his nose. "Hello." It sounds like there is more that he'd like to say, but he's pausing to nudge one of his wiggling newborns back into their pile of siblings. "I'm sorry for how we first met," he says after a moment, "the babies are so new that Rhett and I are a little bit on edge. I hope you're settling in alright." And as if to input her opinion, one of the pups tilts her head back and howls.
"What do they call you?"
"Bob"
"No, what's your callsign?"
"...Bob."