Hello, Samantha.

[ He stoops low to offer a hand out to sniff, before following Will inside. His glances about are brief, and cursory enough. It doesn't take long to take the little room in -- particularly without an entire pack of hounds clamouring about.

Good. Good, excellent indeed. For its own sake, of course, but if he's doing well than this might yet just work. Honesty, he hadn't been banking on presenting this request so much as pleading for the removal of half a dozen strays.

Albus settles in the chair, gesturing slight to the bed. ]

Thank you, Mr. Graham. Lovely little place -- I had no idea that you fished.

I'll preface my usual rambling with the note that there are two sides to every story, and that I cannot fault anyone for looking to seek them out. However, I would also ask that what we speak of remain between the two of us alone, for the time being.

I do not intend to attempt to hold you to any ridiculous promises, I only trust that you will use your judgment and discretion if relating the matter to others.