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Speedy just watched the exchange between the two—Hieronymous' reluctant agreement that didn't actually seem so reluctant, her friend's stifled smile and not-so-threatening threat for their packmate not to get used to this. There was certainly something going on between them, wasn't there? Something she hadn't noticed before. A pleased smile spread across her own face as her imagination took off with that knowledge. She made a note to ask Ira about it later when it was just the two of them. 

Once Hieronymous was securely atop the Count's back, Speedy promptly turned and began to lead them to a place near her den where she could easily care for him but also give him privacy. Her smile stayed in place the whole way, despite her worry for the former Constable's condition.