"Maybe, yes." Given what Edgar's told her of his family's business, she doesn't doubt folk would be willing to buy a dog that's smart and well-behaved, even if it's not a specific breed. The dogs she understands - it's just getting them to good two-leggers that might be trickier.

She frowns thoughtfully at the back of Yuri's head. They're getting along well enough now, but their most recent spat is still fresh in her mind. "Want to help?" she asks, a bit hesitantly.