Andrew sniffs a big sniff. ROMAC, then, no doubt about it. Presumably not one of their higher-ups, given her age, but apparently quite loyal to the cause. Best not disclose his own connections, though he's not exactly aligned on either side. "Oh, good," he says, brightening. "For a second I thought you might be one of them--"

He's interrupted in the middle of his little act by the appearance of a -- what is that? Andrew stares, tense again. "What?" he asks, looking quickly at Jennifer -- but then bringing his gaze quickly back to the animal lest it move suddenly while he's looking away.