Ankyra Sound i gotta have me my boats 'n hoes

He snorted softly, shaking his head in disagreement. You're one of a very select few, then, he countered, eyes seeking hers. But that's okay. I wanna make it better. For the good ones, here. The ones worth a damn.

Verx dipped his muzzle to her in gratitude, ready to take his leave. Thanks, Rosalyn, he murmured. There was nothing more to say after that; he'd given it his best shot, and she'd made her decision -- probably well in advance. Couldn't blame her for it, either.

Still, he thought, as he walked away. . .if she was ever up for the lieutenant role, he'd promote her without a second thought.