She furrows her brow at him, a bit taken aback by the question. As far as she knows, there's only one company that makes rift-related things its business; the rebels hardly count. Surely he's heard of ROMAC, so why the shiftiness? Is he worried that she might be a rebel?

"The only company that bothers itself with the rift," she answers. "Unless you're counting the so-called rebels for some reason, but I wouldn't." She's heard rumors about the state of their facilities, and she can't imagine them getting much actual work done.

The Beast, meanwhile, has grown bored with hanging back politely. His claws click against the pavement as he ambles around Jennifer to get a better look at Andrew. At least he refrains from opening his mouth, but there's no question of him being a dog or not: he is decidedly not.